Woody Woodpecker Page #5

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Springsteen himself may have played it.

Or at least breathed near it.

You're not bad. Not bad at all.

Thanks. I've been taking lessons

for a couple years.

Uh, but I left my guitar at home, so...

I can make you a really sweet deal

on that guitar if you like.

My dad is the one with the coin.

I'm pretty much broke.

Maybe we can work something out.

My friend Lyle and I have a band.

He plays the drums, I play bass, but...

You need a guitarist.

Yeah.

The town's annual Firefly Festival

is at the end of the month.

We really wanna play there.

If you help us out,

I'll lend you that guitar for free

for the whole summer.

You interested?

Uh... Yeah, totally!

Hey!

This is our road, and we didn't

give you permission to use it.

Um, actually, this is a public road

built with government funds

and it belongs to everyone.

So technically you are correct.

It is yours, but it's also mine.

Hey, you don't get off that easy.

Look, I don't know what I did

to offend you guys,

but whatever it is, I'll stop.

'Course you will.

You'll be too busy crying.

Seriously! Doesn't your school

have an anti-bullying policy?

Sure does. That's exactly

why we got kicked out.

Right, John? High five!

-Ooh! Look, a guitar!

-Hey, give that back!

What was that?

Whatever it was, it clawed me!

Woody!

Now as for you two, where were we?

Get ready to go commando!

This bird's psycho!

Woody, that was awesome!

You went all MMA on 'em!

Nobody messes with my BFF!

And by that, I mean,

Bringer of Free Food. See you!

Oh, come on, George.

You gotta be kidding me.

And why am I paying for that?

It is not my bird.

Fine! Fine. Just...

Every day out here is costing me money.

Yeah, great. Thank you.

Hey, buddy, where you been?

Town.

Where'd that come from?

I'm starting a band with a girl I met.

Oh, and fun fact, I almost got

my butt kicked on the way home.

What are you talking about? By who?

A couple of Neanderthal kids.

It's okay, because Woody saved me.

-Who's Woody?

-The woodpecker.

Do not mention

that stupid bird.

-Stupid?

-Yeah.

Last I remember, that stupid bird

-wasn't the one covered in bird poop.

LANCE:
You know what?

That's enough outta you.

You're in a time-out. Go to your room.

I don't have a room.

Then go into the RV.

Fine!

Oh. And in case you were wondering,

nobody in town is happy

about us building a house up here.

-Can you believe that?

-I know!

What is wrong with these people?

Don't they understand

how great this is gonna be

for their property values?

No, Lance.

I'm talking about

how disrespectful your son is to me.

Oh.

Yeah. That.

This isn't what I signed up for, okay?

Being stepmom

to a bratty kid who hates me!

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