The Little Rascals Save the Day Page #5

Not only will

Grandma lose her bakery,

but we're gonna lose our tree house

to Waldo.

Hold on.

I have a great idea

and I'm gonna give

it to you in one word.

Jobs.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Hey, guys.

Thank you!

Oh, come on!

Mr. Kaye!

Here they are, gentlemen.

Your new caddies.

Is this some kind of a joke?

I'm sorry,

but three of my caddies called in sick.

They're all

I've got right now.

Haven't I seen you

two guys somewhere before?

Where would you

have seen us before?

Yeah, we travel in

different social circles.

I don't know.

They're awful short.

Hey, as long as they can carry a bag,

what difference does it make?

Okay, let's go. We're late.

Come on, grab the bags.

Now you two do

exactly what Mr. Kaye says

or you're out of a job.

Understand?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Edgar, how did you

manage having lunch here?

You're not even

a member of this club.

Let's just say

I have a few friends in high places.

Oh, you mean the Chief?

Yep, that's one.

Ooh, fancy.

Man, this working

for a living sure is a lot of work.

Yeah, I think

I'm more cut out for executive work.

You know,

with a corner office.

You said it, pal.

Oh, Ed, this is lovely.

Well, it is

a special occasion.

After all,

we've been dating for

one year, five months, three weeks,

four days and nine hours.

But who's counting.

Well, every minute of

it has been wonderful.

It has, hasn't it?

Who does he

think he is, a pro?

I don't know,

but he sure is lame.

It's gonna go...

That's exactly what it's gonna do.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm sorry, it's not gonna work.

Lame.

Maybe you'd like

to share with us

some of your

golfing expertise.

With pleasure.

Watch and learn.

Oh, good.

I can't wait.

Show him

how it's done, Spank.

Hmm.

Hmm. Mmm!

Ooh.

Mmm.

You're not getting

any taller.

Simmer down, hot sauce.

June, there's

something that I've been wanting to ask you.

Yes, Edgar?

Fore!

June, will you...

Ed, are you hurt?

What in the world

is going on here?

I got hit by a golf ball.

It came from over there.

Kids.

Those kids!

Quick, Spank.

Ditch the evidence.

Oh.

Fore.

And stay out.

You're fired!

Ugh!

What are we

going to do now?

Yeah, we all got

fired from our jobs.

Alfalfa and me didn't

get fired, we resigned.

Working conditions were terrible.

Mmm-hmm.

Okay, but how are we

gonna raise enough money to help Grandma?

Nobody ever got rich

working for somebody else, right?

Right.

So we're going to

start our own business.

Our own business?

What kind of business? Hmm.

Let me think.

What's up, Petey?

Petey just gave me an idea.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

Hi, Alfalfa.

Hi, Darla.

5 whole dollars?

I'm not sure.

That seems like

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