CHUBBY
Stripcreator Regular
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| Well, that's done. He's in this little hypodermic needle. Hey, where's that monkey going? | |
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| THAT'S NOT THE HEAD! THAT'S ANOTHER SHRINKING CHAMBER! (*THUNK!) | |
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| All right, I'll get him out. Man, I gotta do everything myself around here. | |
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| Ouch. Stepped on the goldurn hypodeemic nerdle. | |
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| Hey, I steered you wrong. | |
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| On Iraq? I knew there were no WMD's there. | |
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| Well, you think I really care? I'm a monkey, for God's sake. You're lucky I'm not throwing it around. You know what I'm talking about. | |
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| No, I mean it's a shrinking chamber. You'll be shrunk down and injected into Dick and-- uh oh. | |
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| You mind telling me what's going on? I just came here with Col. Jackson for a flight physical. I didn't expect the Cook's Tour of Dick's prostate. | |
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| Me neither. They shrunk down the Colonel to fly this thing but then you went into another shrinking chamber and I went in to get you out and somehow we got onboard. | |
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| And where is the Colonel? | |
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| Dubya, this is Colonel Buck Jackson, USMC. Can you read me? | |
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| AAAAAAAAAAHHH! I'M POSSESSED!!!!! | |
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| Dubya. Don't panic. This is Col. Buck Jackson. I'm a Marine fighter pilot. Somehow I ended up inside you. But I'm OK. I can talk you through this, and we can all get out alive. | |
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| It's him! He musta gotten inside me when I stepped on that hyponeedledick dirndl. | |
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| Snooky is an experienced test pilot and he will also be able to help you. Now, according to the records, you have some flight experience, right? | |
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| Well, actually, turns out most of those records WERE faked. | |
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| Well, it won't be long now, as the actress said to the bishop. Hey, you're doing really well, Dubya! | |
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| Well, flyin's like fallin' off a bike. You never forget how to do it. In fact, I'm thinkin' of draftin' some old WWI flying aces to fight in Iraq. | |
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| Are you sure there's nobody else on this ship? My monkey sense is tingling. | |
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| Of course not. Don't be stupid. This ship undergoes the same rigid security as our cargo ships. | |
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| Yep, exactly what I was afraid of. | |
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| No one move! I have boxcutter! I am hijacking this ship in the name of Allah! | |
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--- "We're fighting for this woman's honor, which is probably more than she ever did." Groucho Marx
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