“Tommy! Where are you, you little shit?â€?

Oh jeez! Oh jeez! Oh jeez!

“I’ll teach you to mess around with my stuff!â€?

How’d he find out?

“Your grubby peanut butter paws left prints all over my comic books!â€?

Oh.

“When I find you, I’m going to kick the living shit out of you!â€?

Gotta hide! Gotta hide! ...Where?

“Come on out, turd!â€?

Crap! He’s right outside! Where to hide? Where to hide?

“Tommy!â€?

All right, I know. I’ll cover my eyes. He can’t see me if I can’t see him…