Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for June 20, 2012
Transcript:
Rip dreams of teenage fun time-haywire style. Rip: Dang it! The heat singed off my upper-lip fuzz. Goodbye, sweet mustachio! Ka-splashy! Meanwhile Man: Her grandmother will pay the ransom - the money will arrive at midnight! Pirate: Good! If I have to listen to her sing any longer - I shoot myself! Cobra: I'm crazy for you... touch me once and you'll know it's true - (weep!)
Veridian over 12 years ago
Oh ! The HORROR! A Madonna Melody Miserably Mangled by a Mawkish, Moping, Maladjusted Teenaged Gun Moll in Training?!? I’d Seriously consider Shooting Someone too! (Makes more sense to Shoot Her and Put Her Outta My Misery Though….I’m Just Sayin’….:-) HUGPOUNCESZZZ! Have a Good’un Y’all!
johnrussco over 12 years ago
she still got the hots for her man!
Randy B Premium Member over 12 years ago
His weak mustache was the only thing that wasn’t fireproof.
lecrenb over 12 years ago
Maybe the heat will also cure his rash?
GypsyWoman over 12 years ago
I guess that is why he does’t grow a sweet mustachio now. Burned off, never to be seen again.
Dragoncat over 12 years ago
By all means, fella. Don’t let that stop you!
DorianKTB over 12 years ago
Still laughing over “Crazy for You!” Happy First Day of Summer, fellow Haywire Hooligang! :-)
Linda Solomon over 12 years ago
HugPounceszz Haywire Hooligans!