Gesundheit
Any chance the hat gets, he seems to be able to make anything sexual. Even sneezing.
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LAWLS - 0045: GESUNDHEIT
[ Panel 1 ]
MR. RIGHT: ahhHHHH
[ Panel 2 ]
MR. RIGHT: CCCHHHOOOOOOOO!!!
:: The whale sneezes. ::
[ Panel 3 ]
:: A stream of fluid explodes from the whale’s blowhole dislodging Joseph from it and propelling him into the air. ::
JOSEPH: …really?
[ Panel 4 ]
:: Hatticus holds on for deal life as the snot rushes past him. ::
{ SWOOSH }
[ Panel 5 ]
:: Joseph limbs are limply flung behind him as he can do nothing about his situation. **HIGH ANGLE** ::
[ Panel 6 ]
{ sniff sniff }
:: The whale continues flying on as if nothing significant of any sort just happened. ::
MR. RIGHT: Ahhhh.
[ Panel 7 ]
JOSEPH: SERIOUSLY. I HATE my life.
:: Joseph breaks the forth wall looking into the camera as the whale flies away below him. **BIRD’S-EYE VIEW** ::
[ Panel 8 ]
HATTICUS: DAYMN WHALIE, seems you launched HIS ASS to space!
:: Hatticus looks into the distance to watches his new human companion disappear into the sky. **LOW ANGLE** ::
[ Panel 9 ]
MR. RIGHT: CRIKEY, I blew my new friend STRAIGHT DOWN UNDA, dinn’t I? This AIN’T the best way to make meself some new mates, now innit?
HATTICUS: NOT if you give ‘em an EPICALLY FORCEFUL BLOW like THAT one!
[ Panel 1 ]
MR. RIGHT: ahhHHHH
[ Panel 2 ]
MR. RIGHT: CCCHHHOOOOOOOO!!!
:: The whale sneezes. ::
[ Panel 3 ]
:: A stream of fluid explodes from the whale’s blowhole dislodging Joseph from it and propelling him into the air. ::
JOSEPH: …really?
[ Panel 4 ]
:: Hatticus holds on for deal life as the snot rushes past him. ::
{ SWOOSH }
[ Panel 5 ]
:: Joseph limbs are limply flung behind him as he can do nothing about his situation. **HIGH ANGLE** ::
[ Panel 6 ]
{ sniff sniff }
:: The whale continues flying on as if nothing significant of any sort just happened. ::
MR. RIGHT: Ahhhh.
[ Panel 7 ]
JOSEPH: SERIOUSLY. I HATE my life.
:: Joseph breaks the forth wall looking into the camera as the whale flies away below him. **BIRD’S-EYE VIEW** ::
[ Panel 8 ]
HATTICUS: DAYMN WHALIE, seems you launched HIS ASS to space!
:: Hatticus looks into the distance to watches his new human companion disappear into the sky. **LOW ANGLE** ::
[ Panel 9 ]
MR. RIGHT: CRIKEY, I blew my new friend STRAIGHT DOWN UNDA, dinn’t I? This AIN’T the best way to make meself some new mates, now innit?
HATTICUS: NOT if you give ‘em an EPICALLY FORCEFUL BLOW like THAT one!
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