Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for May 12, 2014
Transcript:
Rip Haywire: We've arrived at blood curdlin' mountain. Now, to get down to business. Breezy: Rip, you told me there would be twinkies here. Rip, where are the twinkies? I can smell cream filling from 100 yards, and so far, all I'm picking up is mountain goat sweat! Rip Haywire: Breezy, I had to trick you! Something was put in the food supply that made people fat, dumb and prone to spontaneous combustion. We're here to find a cure, Big B. Breezy: Please, Rip, let's not make this situation worse with nicknames.
No Big B. huh? How about Big Red? Or Breezy B. Fat? Or maybe I’ll just walk home from here…Hey Dan, was that double “and” on purpose? Just curious.