Daffy Duck's Quackbusters Page #3

I know, I know.

It was what I said about the rabbit, right?

Well, I take it back. He's a swell rabbit.

He'll be a valued and trusted associate.

All right, all right,

I'll make him vice president.

Cubish! I'll get you yet!

Well, seeing is believing.

"Daffy Duck, paranormalist. "

That's right. Paranormalist.

We'll be a pair of paranormalists. Get it?

Perhaps you were wondering

why I called you here today.

Well, actually,

I was just in the neighborhood, and I...

You couldn't wait to lend your support

to my little crusade against the undead.

I tell you,

it's a crisis of epidemic proportions.

All these vampires, zombies

and men from Mars traipsing about.

The streets aren't safe.

Something's got to be done about it.

Okay, okay, but why me?

It's your civic responsibility.

The public will listen to you.

A veritable paragon of wholesome

family entertainment. Eck.

Gee, I don't know.

This was supposed to be my vacation,

and...

Vacation, did you say?

We offer marvelous travel opportunities.

Palm Springs?

Well, close to it anyway.

How's the Bermuda Triangle?

We'll see what we can do.

Hmm. He looks cool-headed enough.

Time to test his mettle

under honest-to-goodness field conditions.

I'll give him the treatment.

Gasp.

- So is it a deal?

- Sure, sure. Just call me if you need me.

And by the way,

you never looked lovelier.

Heh-heh-heh. I love these novelty

accoutrements. They're a riot at parties.

But I wonder if that rabbit

will be able to cut the mustard.

Perhaps he needs a little backup.

Now for some creative recruitment

tactics.

Porky Pig, huh?

Well, you couldn't ask for a better pigeon

than that.

And then there are the numerous

fringe benefits...

...such as our generous

employee insurance policies.

You may rest assured

that if anything happens to you...

...I'll be well taken care of.

- So are you in?

- Oh, why, yes, Mr. Duck.

I would dearly love to join forces

with your brave band of a para...

Of ghost exterminators.

- Do you think you have what it takes?

- Oh, yes, sir.

I'll give him the acid test.

Oh, and one more thing.

Anyone that works with me

should never get me riled.

Oh, and why not?

Because I'm a split personality.

That's why not. I'm two people in one.

A schiz... A schizophreniac.

When people are nice to me,

I'm sweet, gentle and loving.

Hello, baby. Nice, fat little butterball.

Oh, heh, heh, now, stop.

But when some wise

guy starts pushing me around, look out.

I turn into a hideous monster.

Get the idea, buster?

I do. I do. Indeed, I do.

And I'll be real nice and kind

and gentle to you.

Oh, brother. Have I got this chump going.

What a knucklehead...

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