Saturday, November 01, 2008

Where's he going?

Let us know in the comments.


Blogger Hawk said...

I'd say he was going looking for the three little pigs but it looks like he got them already... (hey, fat people are allowed to make fat jokes!)

Doggone it if I know where he's going...

7:15 PM  
Blogger Stew Magoo said...

Hidden, in his other hand, a bag of flour. Poindexter, wearing his wolf shirt, stalks his prey. AnnaMarie Fecklebaum, the town librarian. He's playing it cool while he prepares get her alone, where he will use that flour to, undoubtedly... find the wet spot.

Godspeed Poindexter

7:36 PM  
Blogger Stew Magoo said...

It goes without saying that he is obsessed with the baldest spot on her librarianish head. He sees the lice, and, of course, he's hungry! In a few minutes, when they get closer to the unemployment clerk, he will, with one fluid stroke, bite her head off and relish in the moment. when it's his turn at the window, he will burp, ask for his voucher, then kindly ask someone to mop up.

Mike Hunt, on Stew's computar

7:51 PM  
Blogger -J. said...

Are you positive he's not hopping a flight to Florida so he can vote au naturale?

11:48 AM  
Blogger Electric Barbarella said...

Perhaps a wolf-lovers convention? In another country as it is okay to love wolves in the USA but not to LOVE wolves, ya know?!

12:27 PM  

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