Where? I don't see him? Are you going to make a joke about my head or not?!
Your head is perfection... here, take some of this. It will help loosen your brain matter, to make your head as light as a baloon so that I may travel to see God?
Uh, was that supposed to be some sort of hippie joke about my head or some other hippie thing? If it was, I totally didn't get it.
So what's this thing the Writer wanted you to go to?
Some place behind the Cosmic-Drive In. He telepathically sent me the message in a dream like I told you.
God! My only friend on this planet, Dismal-Hope Kid is going insane with visions of the Writer!
Shut it! I know what I was shown! It's around here somewhere!
Whatever. This is all an optical illusion. There's no point in trying to find this place. I'm going back to the Drive-In. At least the other guys are saner than you.
Alan wont like it. But if you want to go, then go. I'll find out where the Writer is eventually, and when I find him...!
Give me an anal probe, duh! I wont be abducted and not have that experience!
ECH! Most people hate that stuff! I don't give anal probes anyway! I reveal the secrets of the universe mentally... but if you really want an anal probe...
Hey Amish, did you see this comic Scyess made at: stripcreator.com/c omics/ Scyess/ 290712? He totally ripped you off!
Really? Wow, I guess he did!
And you're not angry?!
It's Toiletron-5000, mine was Toiletron 3000. He's got the technology edge. But I'm not angry, it just proves to me at least one person has read my comics to get inspiration.
Uh, besides the initiation strip if I remember correctly, I don't think he has.
I'm writing to you about your 7001 Experimental Toiletron. It was a fine machine. It held nicely upon regular usage. However, it was upon having anal leakage the product became shaky...
I regret to inform you that I cannot legitimately return your product as it was sent to me. I would be interested in further testing of future models, as I cannot hold it in much longer. Thanks, Amish
Hello, is this 9-1-1?! HELP ME!! I'M BEING RAPED BY BOB VILLA!!
Really? Where are you lady?
I DON'T EXACTLY KNOW WHERE I'M AT!! ALL I KNOW IS IT'S NEAR THIS OLD HOUSE!!
Hang in there lady! Help is on the way!
PLEASE, TELL THEM TO HURRY!!
Hey lady? Before I head over there, do you think you could get him to calm down enough so you can get his autograph for me and the guys at the station?
Oh God! What am I going to tell Mrs. Claus? 'You're husband was fried when he tried to combine liquid and eledtricity.' No! I have an even better idea!
Missus Claus, erm Miss Claus: I've brought you a special gift. Close your eyes and open your mouth really wide...!
Maan! Mi fiit hirrt! Da Kapan iz wurken mi tu hurd!
AHHH!! Hu ir yu?!
I'm but a simple wanderer of this earthly plane; free of hatred; fear; suffering. It is my universal duty to help those who suffer. Here, try some Wacky Weed.