Hey, kiddos. To those of you enjoying the comic, I thought it was about time for a Haiku. Billy and Alfonz will comply, since they're my puppets. *giggle*
'Oh, my backwards cap. And my ghetto fab outfit. How dizope I am.' Good, huh!
Hi again, loyal readers. 'Tis me again. I've come up with a new idea to innovate the comic and mix things up. Billy has been the primary dialogue character...
Alfonz, on the other hand, has played off his words in a secondary role. Due to their respective locations. I will change this now and then by...
Some of you may notice that I'm creating comic strips at a rapid pace. I assure you, even if I create many strips daily, I will strive for the utmost in quality humour.
If by humour you mean a big steaming pile of pointless shit.
Hey kids, we here at Broly's Boulevard want to have a serious discussion with you about drugs.
As serious as my overly dilated pupils.
Drugs are bad. Really bad. They'll mess up your life, your way of thinking, and only cause harm and long-term problems which far outweigh the short term high.
Ditto.
Phew, that was a tough speech to make. Time to kick back with some drugs.