Pee-wee's Big Holiday Page #5

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- Mmm-hmm.

I...

I thought you might say that.

Ah!

Magnet!

Good one! You got me!

One of my top sellers.

Oh!

And...

got this bag of groceries.

Come on, let's hit the road.

Right on.

There's a bag of groceries on your roof!

Gotcha!

Bingo.

Ew! Snake farm, yuck.

Ugh, I hate snakes.

One of the area's

most popular attractions!

And, it just so happens, our next stop.

I supply their gift shop.

These...

are what I call "the classics."

The big-sellers.

You're looking at some of the most

sought-after retail items in the world.

Please do not touch the merchandise,

however tempted you may be.

- I won't, I promise.

- Okay.

- Hey, what's that over there?

- Hmm?

I think that's a...

- tumbleweed.

- Oh!

Forgot that word.

Ooh, pecan logs.

Mmm!

Here.

A solar-powered calculator

the size of a business card.

Complimentary.

Ooh, thanks.

Want anything else?

I'm feeling generous.

Top Secret Disguise Kit?

Wise choice!

It's yours.

You never know when

you're gonna need one of those.

Ah, they sell themselves.

Ew! Snake farm.

Yuck. Ugh!

Have I mentioned I hate snakes?

Ah, Pee-wee.

Blech!

Yuck.

Ugh!

I think I'll just wait out here.

Come on.

By the time we leave this place,

I bet you'll be a snake lover, Pee-wee.

Bet me!

Come on.

Baby rattlers are the most dangerous,

because their venom is the strongest.

That's stupid.

Come on, I can't wait

for you to see this place.

They got a snake in here

as big as that bus.

Clay and Jimmy, behold the Cuatro Fuego.

Light four flames at the same time.

What do you think, honey?

We'll take four boxes.

- Deal.

- Deal.

Lame.

Yawn.

Stupid.

It was a pleasure doing

business with you, as always.

How you liking the Snake Farm, Pee-wee?

I thought it would be a little scarier.

You want scary, huh?

If you're really looking to see

something scary...

who's he gotta see, Jimmy?

The Monster.

That is, if you're brave enough.

I think I could handle it.

Well, let's go.

You'll have to sign this release form

before you go in.

We take no responsibility

for any damage that occurs to you,

physically or mentally.

Including death.

Now, initial here.

Here.

And here.

Here.

Here and here.

Here.

And here.

Here.

Here.

Here. Oh, oh, oh...

I forgot this. Here.

And here.

Okay, I'm ready.

- Let's go, let's get this over with.

- Okay, be my guest.

That's it?

Rip-off.

Uh-oh.

Getting dark.

Sure would be nice

to see some sort of sign of civilizat...

Hello, there.

Sorry, I don't mean to trespass.

Trespass?

No such thing in the heartland, stranger.

They call me Farmer Brown.

They call me Pee-wee Herman.

Pleased to meet you.

What brings you to my farm, Pee-wee?

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