Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for June 23, 2013
Transcript:
Satchel: Wanna try my homemade jelly? Bucky: Why not? I'm healthy. Oh... Oh, my sad little mouth. Satchel: You don't like it? Bucky: You know you're not supposed to use jellyfish, right? Satchel: It's strawberry! Bucky: You know it's not straw and berries, right? Satchel: It's fresh strawberries. Bucky: It tastes like if satan made jelly to try to cheer up. Satchel: Hm. Bucky: But it turned out so bad, it just made him sadder. No, it tastes like a filthy peasant started making jelly in 1348, but died of the plague and fell into the jelly, and they just sat there for 700 years until you found it. Bucky: It's medieval plague jelly, spoiled. Satchel: Give it back, then. Bucky: I didn't say I wasn't going to eat it!
Where’s Buck’s blue eyes?
Before eating, that is.