Introducing ...

Punderdog (-1) by kaufman 11-12-02

How it began... Thanks for shining my shoes, kid. You bet, mister! Tell you what: I'll give you a choice. I can pay you, or I can give you this radioactive dictionary. Wow! I think I'll take the dictionary. First thing I'll do when I get home is look up "radioactive."

Punderdog (0) by kaufman 11-12-02

A chance encounter as he takes the radioactive dictionary home is a sign of things to come. Ok, you're not human and not Klingon, and you're certainly not Ewok. Tell me, what are you? I am a morphosize. Hi, Mom, guess what? Today I met a morphosize. What did you say? I was just starting dinner and ... I said I met a morpho... OH MY GAWD!!!

Punderdog (.5) by kaufman 11-12-02

Thus is born our newest superhero. Infected by a radioactive dictionary, he has been cursed with a canine form, but blessed with an amazing superpower. For he is armed with the Power of the Word. What he says becomes reality. Sort of. And only he prevents ruthless waves of criminals from overwhelming the city. BEHOLD PUNDERDOG!

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Punderdog (1) by kaufman 11-12-02

Come with me, little girl! HELP! HELP! I'M BEING KIDNAPPED! Hark! I hear a young woman in distress. There's only one thing to do ... I can't believe it. How did you get her away from that kidnapper without any harm inflicted? I ran some.

Punderdog (2) by kaufman 11-12-02

S-A-TUR-DAY NIGHT! S-A-TUR-DAY NIG ... at full volume! WHAT DID YOU SAY? I CAN'T HEAR YOU! HT! S-A-TUR-DAY NIGHT! S-A-TUR-DAY I SAID OLD MAN ROBBINS HAS BARRICADED HIMSELF IN HIS APARTMENT, AND IS PLAYING HIS BAY CITY ROLLERS ALBUMS AT FULL VOLUME. CHIEF, SEND OVER 100 NIGHT CRAWLERS. I'LL EAT THEM ALL IN 30 SECONDS. You did it again, Punderdog. The music's stopped. I can hear myself think. How'd you do it? You need to read your Guinness. I broke the record!

Punderdog (3) by kaufman 11-12-02

After a long hard day of crimefighting, Punderdog is lying down to finally get some sleep when ... RING! RING! Damn it!! *click* Hello? Punderdog here. Listen, there's a tidal wave coming down the canyon toward the city and ... never mind. Sorry to have disturbed you.

Punderdog (4) by kaufman 11-12-02

Teenaged hoodlums are on the streetcorners. We can't get them dispersed! Great Scott! NWEEEEEEEEEE-WAAAAAAHH! Ugh! Bagpipes! Screw this! I'm getting out of here.

Punderdog (5) by kaufman 11-12-02

Ha! You've fallen into my trap, Punderdog! Now no one can stop me. Guards, take him away! Excuse me, but if I'm going to be stuck in here for a while, do you mind bringing me 50 pounds of poison ivy plants? That seems reasonable. Anything to make your stay more miserable. Huh? It can't be you. You're supposed to be locked up! I broke out.

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ha, ha.

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Batman created by Bob Kane

I cried. I retched. It became a fart of me.

In must read more.

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"Jelly-belly gigglin, dancin and a-wigglin, honey that's the way I am!" Janice the Muppet