Oh well, Wally… That’s the way the cookie crumbles.
It’s easy for him to say since he isn’t being turned into a cookie.
I love him, though. Wally’s so sweet.
Moral Of The Story “Don’t mess with LSD”
That’s usually what happens right before I wake up.
Uhhh, Marx? I’d call that more of a nightmare than a dream…
Once that other eye covers over, he’ll never see the end of it!
Even in the apocalypse, tropes live on and prosper, roaming free across the blasted and/or candy-covered landscape.
“Yeah, it’s not me, so I’m not gonna worry about it.”
He’ll probably wake up feeling a bit crumb-y.
Wally wakes up smelling the cookies Kirby’s cooking.
Wally, a ginger cat?
That’s what he gets for eating gingerbread right before bed. Maybe Kirbee was “baking” again… ;-)
At least he’ll be delicious with milk!
… and then Dorothy slammed the door shut, blotting out the barrage of intense color, and thought to herself, “Dang, that’s some crazy-ass shit!”
“Oh, life could be a dream / If I could take you up in paradise up above / If you would tell me I’m the only one that you love / Life could be a dream, sweetheart!” (Sh-Boom, Sh-Boom.)
Wally must be going through some heavy cat-tharsis.
Aaron, sorry, but the scene isn’t right. It’s supposed to be a Gingerbread MAN not a Gingerbread Cat. (not to mention the Professor and Mary Ann)
Am I the only one noticing that Marx is about to disappear into a monochrome world, the usual reality of Endtown?
Either Marx talks to Wally in his dreams, or he was so traumatized by his encounters with Marx that he is STILL having nightmares about him.
He said it was a bad dream I wouldn’t worry ’bout it none, though Them old dreams are only in your head
Jenner Premium Member about 6 years ago
Oh well, Wally… That’s the way the cookie crumbles.
boydpercy Premium Member about 6 years ago
It’s easy for him to say since he isn’t being turned into a cookie.
Ida No about 6 years ago
I love him, though. Wally’s so sweet.
zorro456 about 6 years ago
Moral Of The Story “Don’t mess with LSD”
mr_sherman Premium Member about 6 years ago
That’s usually what happens right before I wake up.
Kyneris Premium Member about 6 years ago
Uhhh, Marx? I’d call that more of a nightmare than a dream…
Pappyvtx about 6 years ago
Once that other eye covers over, he’ll never see the end of it!
salenstormwing about 6 years ago
Even in the apocalypse, tropes live on and prosper, roaming free across the blasted and/or candy-covered landscape.
dwandelt Premium Member about 6 years ago
“Yeah, it’s not me, so I’m not gonna worry about it.”
RickD Premium Member about 6 years ago
He’ll probably wake up feeling a bit crumb-y.
Vet Premium Member about 6 years ago
Wally wakes up smelling the cookies Kirby’s cooking.
crookedwolf Premium Member about 6 years ago
Wally, a ginger cat?
DADOF3 about 6 years ago
That’s what he gets for eating gingerbread right before bed. Maybe Kirbee was “baking” again… ;-)
warjoski Premium Member about 6 years ago
At least he’ll be delicious with milk!
Bronkster Premium Member about 6 years ago
… and then Dorothy slammed the door shut, blotting out the barrage of intense color, and thought to herself, “Dang, that’s some crazy-ass shit!”
Robert Nowall Premium Member about 6 years ago
“Oh, life could be a dream / If I could take you up in paradise up above / If you would tell me I’m the only one that you love / Life could be a dream, sweetheart!” (Sh-Boom, Sh-Boom.)
Urbane Gorilla about 6 years ago
Wally must be going through some heavy cat-tharsis.
backyardcowboy about 6 years ago
Aaron, sorry, but the scene isn’t right. It’s supposed to be a Gingerbread MAN not a Gingerbread Cat. (not to mention the Professor and Mary Ann)
Cheapskate0 about 6 years ago
Am I the only one noticing that Marx is about to disappear into a monochrome world, the usual reality of Endtown?
Ponyhome about 6 years ago
Either Marx talks to Wally in his dreams, or he was so traumatized by his encounters with Marx that he is STILL having nightmares about him.
Urbane Gorilla about 6 years ago
He said it was a bad dream I wouldn’t worry ’bout it none, though Them old dreams are only in your head