PUDMaster Bill has positioned himself inside a school with the intent of disrupting the Migrant March. His only weapon: a crazed tomcat that's been marinating in a wet pillowcase since noon today.
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| Son, today we make HISTORY! After the dust settles, the whole world will know we're true PUDs! | |
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| I gotta REAL bad feelin' about this... | |
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| They're Right Above Us... TAKE THIS, YOU AZTLAN ANARCHISTS! | |
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| Uh, Bill? The bag's rippin'... | |
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Confucious Say: never stick wet horny cat in cheap Wal-Mart pillowcase.
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| AAAAH! OUCH! YIKES! Somebody get me a bucket a' Bactine! | |
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| I'm headin' back to PUD Central. | |
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