Zombo's Great Adventures #137

Author: Camrocspecialedition

Date: January 13, 2013

I decided to abandon the slime. The joke had worn old. Besides, some sandwhich poisoner had escaped, and the Feds wanted my help tracking her down.
What leads doo we have, Sergeant?
I am very obviously not with law enforcement...
Sergeant O'Malley was playing hard to get. But I knew the shake.
Listen up, donut boy! I ned to find that broad!
I don't have time for this.
And then it hit me like a tampon filled with white wine. This wasn't O'Malley!
Hands where I can see them, punk, and no sudden movements!
Jesus Christ, is that a gun?! Don't shoot!