Mark and Animal Assistance goes together like peanut butter and jelly. You know, those things you find in pic-a-nic baskets…
Well, what did you expect, Mike?
…and the things you’ll inhale!
Like that old short story, another scintillating take, “The Killers or the Grizzly?”.
Or maybe “The Disembodied Head or the Clumsy Fat Hollywood Agent?”.
MEANWHILE–
Bounce, Mark! BOUNCE!
And the excitement continues!
I don’t know where this is going. I just like it. 😀
“Hi, I’m filthy-rich Sam Driver, and I don’t have a GPS or a Trip-tik or a clue in general on getting from Point A to Point B. But I’m RICH!”
Sadly, the topic of the peacock bass as an invasive species somehow got lost along the way (but I liked doing this one!).
..other than it was too stormy outside to do anything (yeah, like I’d be outside in the middle of the afternoon in the middle of June), and that CC’s commodorejohn hasn’t been terrorized enough recently (no, I don’t have another book for him)…
…and a hint of reality.
Now with More Snark! Thanks, Curminions!
And the Fun That Is Individual Panels Harkening Back to the Glorious Revolution!
