Welcome back to Arggh!
I’m Hunter Spector and we’re at a haunted salon in Eerie, Pennsylvania.
Tracking the ghost of Armando the hairdresser.
Forget that pitiful plunger, Dad. This is a class 5 clog.
You’re gonna need Big Bertha!
Good morrow, fine Sir. I’m Clyde McBride and this is my associate, Lincoln Loud.
Together we’re known as, Clincoln McCloud! We’re a team.
- Dude! Dudes. Dude. Dudes. Dudes! Dude.
[grunting]
Toby!
- Uh, why is he bouncing? - Uh, because he’s a… bouncing baby boy.
Eh, welcome to Flips! Please enjoy a complimentary, Flippee!
Wow, Flip! You’ve never given me anything free before!
Well, you never had a limo before.
Get it!
Ahh! Hah? I cheem.
[sighing]
Step right up, folks! To see some eggcellent juggling. Get it?
- Uhh. - Whoops! Oh, looks like the yolks on you.
- Luann, cut it out! - Boo boo kisses for everyone.
Muah. There you go.
- One more. - Might not wanna do that, Dad.
I’ve been on quite a picking spree.
Literally!
Ma ma ma ma.
Hey honey, got us funnel cakes. Who’s this?
The name’s Mick Swagger, mate. And you are great too!
I love that passion on the cowbell!
- Ma ma ma ma. - Ma ma ma ma.
- Are you gonna finish those? - Ma ma ma ma.
- Cheers, mates. - Ma ma ma ma.
[sighing]
- Nothing like waking up in… - Water! We’re in the water!
Ahh! How did this happen?!
And now to call my trusty sidekick. One-Eyed Jack, this is Ice Savvy.
This is One-Eyed Jack. Just putting the finishing touches on my costume.
And when it’s ready I’ll be keeping one eye out for crime. Ow!
Roger that.
Poo poo.
Quiz for you. Quiz for you. No quiz from Argo.
You get a pass for whopping those Beaverton Bees.
- My ex-wife is their assistant coach. - Oh! Ah thanks, Mr. Bulhoffner.
Quiz for you and quiz for you.
- We don’t live in Royal Woods. - Eh?
You’re in Beaverton. Royal Woods ends at that sign over there.
Oh, does it, now?
Problem solved.
[sirens ringing]
Sigh.
As partial as I am to a sparkly tiara, I’d have to say that a girl’s
- most important accessory is… her brain. - Ah, good answer!
Shirt removed! Pants be gone! Woo hoo! It’s new comic Wednesday.
And there’s no better way to read comics than in my undies!
All aboard! Woot woot! This caboose is leaving the station.
Go Lincoln. Best butt shake. Too too! Mmm hmm. O yeah! Best butt shake.
- You call that a victory dance? - Go Lana! Go Lana.
Mines better! Uh uh uh.
Why do you even have a butt, if that’s all if that’s all you’re gonna do with it?
- Oh yeah! Uh huh! - Kids!
Wiener Schnitzel. Not to brag but this tastes exactly like last Wednesday’s.
Man, I have got this recipe dialed in!
- What are you doing? - Self hypnosis.
Maybe I can make myself believe the Wiener Schnitzel tastes like ice cream.
- Oh, I want ice cream! Move! - Come up with your own coping mechanism!
No! No, no, no, no! Phew! That was close. I almost had to order us pizza. Ha ha.
Now, how about we play music?
Now gently rock forward as we go into crow pose.
[grunting]
Ahh! Ugh!
The only thing missing is an actual… Ooh!
[growling]
[gulping]
Zombie! Run! Ahh!