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sometimes, hastily drawn characters have to throw down.
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| WOOOOOO! It's the man, YOU CAME TO SEE! Woo! It's da naitcha-boy, and i'm here, i'm here brother, to paint this town in my favorite hue, crimson mask. | |
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| AAAR! Ye be one of them rasslers, ain't ye, Nature Chicken! Do ye happen to know a man by the name of Tugboat? | |
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Oh-ho! Now our epic confrontation has moved to a location more advantageous to the Cap'n! Heavens, me!
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| man, I tell ya, I seen a million faces on the road, and ain't a damn one of them uglier than yours, BRUTHA! WOOOOOOO! | |
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| Well, matey, I'm flattered but, I ain't on the menu at me floating brothel over thar, Captain Gruntass' Floating House of Pleasure and Genital Warts. | |
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Much later that evening...
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| . . .So then, before Goldberg press-slammed me I said, "Remember Bill, I'm a middle aged man." | |
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| Aye, but what happened to me laddie Captain Mike Rotunda after I sank his wee dingy? | |
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