Dadnapped Page #3

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Good night.

I see you.

Hey, Dad, what do you think about

Grisham Lodge for dinner tonight?

They have this restaurant

where you can sit behind a waterfall.

Wow, that's a cool location.

That could come in handy

for my next book.

Tripp battles piranha

behind a waterfall of toxic sludge.

What?

Honey, I'm a writer.

I'm always on the prowl

for new material. Tripp demands it.

You act like Tripp Zoome is real, Dad.

He is real, to me. He has to be.

Forget it.

Tell you what. Why don't you pack,

I go pick out a contest winner,

we jump in the car,

we're on the road by noon.

- You mean it?

- I mean it.

- Perfect.

- Okay.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. Well, well...

Big daddy himself, the king,

Mr. Neal Morris, will determine

which of you crazy cats...

- No.

... is truly Zoome enough!

- Floss! Floss!

- Floss! Floss!

I just want you guys to know

that I'm not going anywhere.

I'm staying right here with you!

And time for our next super-fan,

Bobby-O from Cincinnati.

Come on up, buddy.

What's the matter?

Plans not working out?

You got something to say?

Say it to the wall.

That is so much better.

Ow!

Watch where you're going, nimrod.

Nimrod? Very mature.

Although it does score you

nine points in Word Wham!

Well, I always use

the triple Word Wham! tiles,

so you do the math, Einstein.

You're a Whammer?

Regional whiz. Two years in a row.

Very impressive.

Thanks. It's all about the vowels.

Yeah. Vowel power.

Well, I'd love to stay

and compare strategies with you,

but business calls.

Business?

Whatever.

Nice. You get her digits?

Well, I was going to, but it...

I cannot believe we're related.

Okay, whatever. I'll be in the van.

And by connecting the hairbrush

to the clock radio,

I'm able to recreate Tripp's

first official Tripp-Trap Scrambler.

Cool!

Molar to Canine.

Distractor is loaded and ready to go.

Copy that, Molar.

Phase 2 standing by.

Good work, Shel.

Transport standing by.

On my signal. And

go, go, go!

Roger that.

I found

oral care andlor dental equipment,

What is it?

- You smell something?

Said the fat man with the nose

of doom upon his grin.

That's good.

How's camping?

It's great! Fresh air, beautiful trees.

And traffic? He did it again, didn't he?

Yeah, he did.

Calm down, everyone.

I'm sure it's just a ventilation problem.

- Mr. Morris, sir?

Yeah.

A moment of your time.

I think I can explain.

Okay.

Where is that kid going with our guy?

Okay, excuse me, excuse me.

I need to get through here.

If you could just move it! Let's go.

I just don't know why you

thought this trip would be any different.

You never know, Deb.

Something might pop up

and change everything. Right?

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