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Meanwhile, in Goiter, Montana...
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...over a seemingly innocent box of "'Mary-Worth-Doesn't-Suck-Donkey-Balls,-No,-Really' Booberry Flakes"...
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| There's a comptuer-designed, AI-enhanced, politically correct ghost in my cereal! He says he was created by a squid-fellating green nurse in a robot outfit! | |
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| I'm not a "ghost,"... I'm a "Metaphysically Impaired Undead American!" | |
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...GM's newest cereal prize turns out to be a flop with consumers and is largely ignored.
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| If you think this little distraction is going to keep me from slitting my wrists, Princess, you are sadly mistaken. | |
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| Mooooooommyyyy!! Daddy's babbling on in egocentric non sequiturs again! Should I turn the hose on him? | |
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