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| Hey, Frank! How the hell have you been??? Long time no see since that on the job accident... | |
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| I haven't been doing too bad, John, but off the records, I did that "on the job" accident accident to myself so I wouldn't have to work anymore! | |
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| You sly sonofabitch! Leave it to ol' Frank to try and get out of work! Hey, I was about to go down to the pub on 52nd and first to go get some brewskies. Wanna come with? | |
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| Thanks, but no thanks, John. I'm starting to feel the effects of the brain damage from the nail... | |
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| Well that's a damn shame... well I'm gonna go over right now. Say hi to your wife and kids, Frank! | |
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| Gah gah... naily in my brainy... Aaagh! Flying meatballs! | |
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