Creatures from the Pink Lagoon Page #4

Living together's for squares!

What do we look like -

Ozzie and Harriet?

I love that show.

I mean, I love him and all,

but you knowwhat they say:

Monogamy equals monotony.

Ozzie and Harriet said that?

Besides, I need to pump iron

at least twice a day

and Stan won't let me

bring my barbells

anywhere nearthe house.

Have you done any pumping today?

Not yet.

I'm here!

Phillip!

Oh, good!

I was starting to get worried!

Did you get lost?

Oh, no,

nothing like that.

I was just up

late last night

taking the most glorious

moonlit stroll.

I must've slept right through

my alarm clock.

Well, it is good to see you.

And happy birthday!

Good lord, child!

What is that smell?

Oh, that must be Bobby's

after-shave you smell.

We were together last night.

It's Butch 22!

Oh, cripes.

He's not still daddling

that walking grease factory,

is he?

Well hello, Randall.

You're looking betterthan ever!

And you are still

a horrible liar, cupcake.

Good to see you.

Oh, god!

You reek ofthat stuff!

Didn't you bathe this morning?

Of course I did.

But his fragrancejust seems

to stick to me, like...

Like spooge in a shower?

I have a feeling he's gonna

stop by this weekend

and surprise me.

I can't wait

for you all to meet him.

What makes you think we haven't?

Joseph?

Why, it's been ages!

Hello, Phillip.

Happy birthday.

Oh, I could watch this all day.

Billy! Gary!

Our guest ofhonor

has arrived!

Meet me back here

after lunch, OK?

Don't be a stick in the mud!

We got dancing music on!

I'm gonna sit

this one out, cookie.

Oh, you won't get

that one to dance!

Randall does not

like showtunes.

What?

But we all love showtunes!

There's no sweeter music

in the whole wide world!

What can I say?

I'm immune to its charms.

He's got a tin ear

and two left feet.

Rememberthat one move

we used to do?

What was it, Stan?

You were the best at it.

Yes, I was.

Now step aside, ladies.

School is in session!

"Hungry for You"

Nice going, twinkle toes.

They're comin'.

They'll convert our children.

They're an aberration!

Filled with every kind of

wickedness and depravity:

Strife, malice,

deceit... murder!

They're closer

than you think!

You won't know

until it's too late!

Who's the old fruit

in the space suit?

That's our next door

neighbor, Mr. Hastings.

He's a little eccentric.

Hello, Mr. Hastings!

Would you like to join

us for some ambrosia?

Potato salad, maybe?

You're asking for it,

dancing around like

that in the open!

There's trouble comin',

you know.

They'll get you

if you're not careful!

Get you all, I tell you!

Honey, why don't you sit down

and have some lunch?

People say I'm crazy!

But I've seen what they can do.

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