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↓ TranscriptPanel 1: The cats are on top of PooPal, fighting. Night.
Bink:! My fault!?! Preposterous! I'm the reason we're still out searching for him! You wanted to go home an hour ago.
Panel 2:
Chloe: Because we need to find help. This is fruitless. And we'd never have been in this mess if you hadn't insisted on dive-bombing squirrels like you're the Red Baron!
Panel 3: They're really getting in each other's faces now. Close up.
Bink: I object! I'm the Blue Baron!
Chloe: You're living in a fantasy!
Panel 4: They look down.
Chloe: What the...
Panel 5: Reveal that the cats are in front of the apartment. Lisa is in the window, staring at them blankly.
Chloe: Oh. We're home.
PooPal: Just trying to be helpful.
“Mike, I think I’m having a NyQuil dream. The cats are flying their litter box outside.”
I think Lisa just realized her cats aren’t normal … neither is their litter-box
“You’re living in a fantasy!”, shouted the talking cat wearing jewelry from an MMO as he hovered outside the window on his flying sentient litter box.
*she
All of these comments made me LOL.
Doth I sense a couple’s dispute? And why exactly are they explicitly searching for Fitzgerald? Did they not see him get grabbed the squirrel and presumably be taken into the tree?
Doth I sense a couple’s dispute? And why exactly are they explicitly searching for Fitzgerald? Did they not see him get grabbed the squirrel and presumably be taken into the tree?
Lisa.. now needs a poopal of her own. I would looking out my window and seeing ANYONES’s cats hovering on a flying litterbox. lol