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āDid I mention heās naked?āāYou didnāt have to.ā
Scott, did you mean that as in, āNo, I really wish you hadnāt mentioned itā or āNo, it goes without saying that he would be nakedā? Either way, funny stuff!
Gah. I used to fish when I was younger, and always caught-and-released, until one day when I decided to actually catch, kill and cook a fish ā I was twelve, I think, and the idea seemed awesome. Well, I caught a fish (canāt remember what kind) a big one ā and it turned out to be The Fish That Would Not Die. We mainly tried bashing it with a handy branch, because nobody (least of all me) had really thought the whole ākillingā part through, and it just flopped around horribly. Finally my dad managed to kill it by banging its head against a rock, by which point my sister and I were in tears and I was thoroughly disgusted. Then it took two bloody hours to clean, and all I was left with was two tiny, shredded, bony clumps of meat. I canāt even remember if it tasted good.
margueritem over 13 years ago
Love this!
Edcole1961 over 13 years ago
They never mentioned whether heāll be choking his chicken. Then again, he should bite their heads off if heās a real geek,
Stephen Gilberg over 13 years ago
Good one, Ed.
Possum Pete over 13 years ago
Ed, choking goes back to the first panel about his meat.
bdaverin over 13 years ago
Goat is delicious!
eb110americana over 13 years ago
āDid I mention heās naked?āāYou didnāt have to.ā
Scott, did you mean that as in, āNo, I really wish you hadnāt mentioned itā or āNo, it goes without saying that he would be nakedā? Either way, funny stuff!
sabrastein over 13 years ago
Iām guessing that he killed a goat because thereās too much meat for a billionaire and his girlfriend on a cow.
spinner13 over 13 years ago
Gah. I used to fish when I was younger, and always caught-and-released, until one day when I decided to actually catch, kill and cook a fish ā I was twelve, I think, and the idea seemed awesome. Well, I caught a fish (canāt remember what kind) a big one ā and it turned out to be The Fish That Would Not Die. We mainly tried bashing it with a handy branch, because nobody (least of all me) had really thought the whole ākillingā part through, and it just flopped around horribly. Finally my dad managed to kill it by banging its head against a rock, by which point my sister and I were in tears and I was thoroughly disgusted. Then it took two bloody hours to clean, and all I was left with was two tiny, shredded, bony clumps of meat. I canāt even remember if it tasted good.