Bubble Boy Page #7

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some fresh meat in my show.

Why don't you hop your little

bubble butt back on that train?

Uh, thanks, but, um...

I gotta get to Niagara Falls by Saturday

to stop Chloe from getting married.

That's so... so beautiful.

- I, too, once loved another.

- You did?

For ten minutes.

Then I kicked her ass out of the car.

Okay, well, I gotta get going.

Going?

What are you gonna do?

You're a freak, and I should know.

That's my business.

No decent girl's gonna want

to marry a bubble freak.

Once you get that through your thick,

freaky skull, then give me a call.

What's wrong with being a freak?

- Doctor?

- Is he okay?

- I didn't mean to...

- He looks sweet when he's not yelling.

You... You've killed him.

- What are we going to do?

- Good luck.

Bye!

- Heads up, Bubble!

- Okay, bye!

Get your own bags!

What do you think I am, a bellhop?

Hey, where are you guys going?

- Uh, we're going with you, Dr Bubble.

- We're going with you.

Dr Bubble? No, no, no, I...

You... You guys are free.

You can do whatever you want now.

- We're free!

- We're free. Free as a bird.

- On to Niagara Falls!

- Rock and roll all the way!

Look, you guys, um,

I gotta do this alone.

- Oh, yeah.

- Bye!

It sure was nice of the train man

to loan me his vehicle...

...but if I was ever gonna make it

to the wedding on time...

...I was gonna have to find

something with a motor.

Oh, my God!

He ain't eating meat.

Can you all believe it?

It's tofu! Tofu!

Excuse me.

Uh, could anybody give me a ride?

Tofu gave me such gas!

Bloody red meat!

Rare! Rare American meat!

You know, that's... that's the

stupidest-looking hat I've ever seen.

- It's adorable! It's adorable!

- Hey! Hey!

Stop picking on him.

Oh!

Look it. Look here.

- I don't want any trouble. I was just...

- Really?

- Sissy beach ball!

- Why are you in that bubble, boy, huh?

Well, um, because I was born

without any immunities and I...

Immunities?

What the hell are immunities?

Well, I ain't sticking

around to find out!

- Me neither.

- What?

Everybody out!

- He's got immunities!

- No, no, no, no!

- He's contagious!

- I don't have any immunities!

Don't try to change

your story now, boy.

I don't have germs!

I'm not contagious!

I just need a ride!

I need a ride!

I hereby declare

this place quarantined!

I don't have germs!

I don't...

- Burn, baby, burn

- Whoa! Whoa!

- What's going on, Sheriff?

- Burn, baby, burn

Guys, I think

your building's on fire.

- Burn, baby, burn

- Carl Peterson's best pig just died!

It's spreading!

It's spreading!

Burn, baby, burn

Disco inferno

Burn, baby, burn

Burn that mother down, y'all

Burn, baby, burn

Disco inferno, yeah

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