Mooman, while you are fleeing for your life, have you considered your need for a new wig?
Now, now, no need to keep it secret. You can trust me. And WootCorp wigs are made from the finest shaved dogs. Wear one, and all your problems will be over!
"Yep.. though how you got it to take me straight to Texas is beyond me."
"It's an escape tunnel to Texas. That's what it does. In the meantime, I have some, ah... tapes for you."
"You do?"
"Yes. I acquired them from a certain dictator for life. You might, ah.. find them of interest." Net hands over the tapes he "acquired" from Mr. Bob's home.
"Now, in the meantime, Mr. Mooman, I need to go before I'm discovered again." Net slithers off into the background again with a smirk...
Also, can't acces my ftp, so I now have a photobucket account how amamamamamamamamamamazing.
Drawn by mouse, what little of it was actually 'drawn'.
Netpoet: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! Only I have the knowledge to take on the Bob administration. Well, besides the common knowledge that is dropping an a-bomb. Or two.
Mooman wrote:
Netpoet: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! Only I have the knowledge to take on the Bob administration. Well, besides the common knowledge that is dropping an a-bomb. Or two.
Oh, I'm not trying to take on the Bob administration... I've just already seen these tapes I stole from him. :p
THE PLOT: Mooman on the run with effed-up LSD-induced Bob-destroying information, wanted by Presidente Bob. Ryclaude sent to kill. LAG sent to keep him alive. Both working for the Presidente.
MEANWHILE: An outlawed Fox Girl disguised as a man to avoid neutralisation, now acting as a woman for the president. All in a bid to free the man she loves who happens to be trapped in the Presidential Dungeons.
SIDE PLOT: Anarchists whining and being pissy in the river.
OTHER SIDE PLOTS AS YET UNCOVERED: How the hell am I supposed to know? Inform me!
As your Foreign Relations minister, I am bound to inform you of certain things. One of these is that no other nation threatens us as of this point in time. Another is that LAG the noggin's location is listed as "Under the teapot."
Sortelli is currently crying into his bags of money, unable to decide if he should join the anarchist-dominated revolution or continue to side with the Bob administration despite massive taxation. I'm working on an actual drawing to convey this, but for now, you know. Just so you know. Because when you only have massive bags full of money to dry your tears it's tragic. Somehow.
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(Gives the following untampered with photo to all the papers, and hangs it up all over the city with the proclamation that "The Bob is Dead, killed by bayonet at the battle of Cannonball Run!")