BREAKFAST WITH BHINDI...

GOOD MORNING, MOM,
WILL YOU LET ME EAT WITH 
BHINDI THIS MORNING?

 

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
WHADDA-WHADDA-WHADDA??
MOM!?! MOM?!? LEMME OUTTA HERE!


 

WHATSA MATTA, VINNY, NEVA SEEN "BITS" 
BEFORE BREAKFAST, YA LITTLE BABY?


 

I AIN'T GOT NO PROBLEM BEING 
COMFORTABLY DEVELOPED IN
MY OWN SKIN. SEE? DO I LOOK
ALARMED? JUST ANOTHER HAPPY
DAY FOR BHINDI! YOU GUYZ, GEEZ,
JUST GROW A PAIR ALREADY!


 

CAN'T LOOK! CAN'T LOOK! 
STICKING MY ENTIRE SNOUT
IN THE HAY TROUGH!
GOT PTSD, GOT MENTAL PROBLEMS
NOW, NEEDZ ME A VACATION, OH
HELP ME, CAN'T EVER LOOK AGAIN,
STAYIN' HERE, EATIN' HERE, SLEEPIN'
HERE, DRINKING HERE...YEAH, I KNOW,
PIRATE PIG, YUM-YUM, BLAH-BLAH-BLAH,
BUT DID YOU SEE WHAT HE
WEARING? AND HE NOT EVEN
FULL GROWN? LIKE I GOTTA
HAVE THAT NEXT TO ME FOR
THE REST OF MY LIFE?
note to self: calm down, move into hay trough, 
sue for mental damages, trauma, GET
GUINEA PROZAC FULL DOSE!
 **whadda-whadda-whadda**WHAT 
IF...IT THAT THEY THOSE
happen to Vinny? OH, HA-HA, HA-HA,
NOW THAT'S ENTERTAINMENT! 
oh, I crack myself up, now I'm fine...
hey! DO I HAVE DANDRUFF?
OH BLOODY HORK!
THE SHOCK GIMME DANDRUFF!
MOM!!!!!