Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for April 24, 2016

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Ugly-hat-wearing villain the Highwayman has dropped a bomb on Rip and damsel in distress! Rip Haywire: Whew, my champion throwing arm really saved us there! Luckily, that bomb was shaped like a nerf football! Your husband Flapjack, is safe, too. It's all over now. Woman: If we're gonna die, just tell me! I'm allergic to false reassurance! Rip Haywire: I meant safe-ish! Give me a few more minutes. Maybe a half-hour. That Highwayman sent some goons after us... in case his explosion didn't finish the job. I'm going to distract them... you make a run for it! Man: He's so fast! This ain't nothing like big buck hunter! Man 2: You should have been playing clay shooting on duck hunt, you fool! Man 1: Should we be worried if he gets behind us? Man 2: Jeez, take a cough drop, Zeke. Your voice sounds unusually strapping. Quit yer squirmin' yer throwin' my murdering arm all out of whack! Rip Haywire: I'll try to be slower.