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by badmammajamma
6-01-06
BMJ, that kid at school is still bothering me. How can I make him see that my lunch money is indeed MINE? Perhaps a calm, rational discussion of the matter...
That "kid" is a nineteen-year-old in the 8th grade. I'm sure he'd be more than willing to listen to reason, Sherman. Just make sure you talk in an overly-condescending tone. Ha ha.
I see your point. Thanks.
I'm wearing different clothes now.
Later that day...
Next time, could you try and exaggerate your sarcasm for me? Say...weren't you a brown-haired kid wearing completely different clothes before?
There wasn't a frustrated-looking model for my regular character.

 

by badmammajamma
6-01-06
Do I still ahve knees? I can't bend my neck to look.
Good gravy, man! What happened to you?!
Everthing after the punch to the stomach and the first four stomps to the rib cage is a bit fuzzy.
And that bully did this to you? What the hell did you SAY to him?!
I told him you said he was too dumb to know any better and that's why he took my money.
...You son of a bitch.

 

by badmammajamma
6-01-06
*Knock knock*
Sweet Jesus, I'm screwed. I'm also terrified, contrary to the almost bored look on my face.
Methinks I need a disguise.
Something about that nose...
WANNA PET MY KITTY? HOO HOO HEEEEE.

 

by badmammajamma
6-01-06
Oh, man. When that glandular freak saw through my disguise, I thought I was done for. Thank goodness for my quick thinking.
Ha ha, BMJ, you should have seen your face when he showed up at your door! That was pricele-
If you're able to get up, try and reach the phone to call me so that I can come and knock you down again.
And so, all's well that ends well. Sherman is lying crippled and unconscious on his bedroom floor and the bully is a changed man. The day is saved once again, thanks to my hero and yours: BMJ.
*Sniff* No one's ever given me flowers before. I suddenly feel the urge to adopt a child and love him and pet him.

 

by badmammajamma
6-01-06
Introducing: THE NATION OF DRILLATION. Here we see MSG, the enforcer, and BMJ, the young upstart.
Fuck you and your shoelaces! *Strangleslam*
Hey guys, my anme is BMJ. I'm not gay, no matter what anyone says.
The seasoned veteran and nutbar of the group, Sly Dogg, and the leader himself, the one and only swervedriver.
im paul london
BMJ is a homo.
Fuck you, swervedriver. Fuck you.

 

by badmammajamma
6-01-06
Want to be my girlfriend?
No.
This is what is soooounds like...when dooooves cry.
I knew it all along!
Ha ha ha! My plan is working perfectly! That ten dollars I promised you is yours!
Better make it twenty. You didn't tell me he was so charming and ruggedly handsome.

 

by badmammajamma
6-01-06
Uh...I dunno, Doc. He's pretty badly injured. He needs to get to a hospital right away.
Nonsense! Give me five minutes and I'll have this boy fixed up like new!
Four seconds later.
Do not move. We have you surrounded.
Uh...you know, in a few years we'll all look back on this, and oh, how we'll laugh...ha ha!
BMJ truly is...in heaven.
DUUUUUUUUUUUDE
Oh no.

 

by badmammajamma
6-02-06
I chose to represent you as a toilet in this particular comic, TCU.
I noticed.
It won't happen again. There was a reason for it this time.
And what might that be?
Do you see Chris Benoit's career anywhere in there?
Go to hell.

 

by badmammajamma
6-02-06
BOOOORN IN THE USA!
BABY I WAS...BOOOOOOOOOOOOOORN IN THE USA!
YEAH! WOO! YOU ROCK!
That sucked.

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