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brave Kong Keestador.

Welcome to Ed's peek into the future.

See what marvels await you in the world of tomorrow.

Only 25 cents.

Eat, that is.

Plank wants to know if we'll live on Mars.

Maybe, maybe not.

The answer's my friend or blowing in the wind.

Authorization, Johnny.

Everyday tasks, such as walking, will be a thing of the past. In the future.

Why, even the instinctive exertion of eating becomes effortless, my friend.

All with the mere push of a button.

Let's see, uh, hygiene, grooming, breast launder.

Ah, here we go.

Food!

That's me.

Go stay.

Loud, as futuristic ingenuity removes any evidence of unmanageable edibles.

foot right.

Hello. What's with the silent clothes, Eddie?

Where'd you get that jawbreaker, Naz?

Pluton Kevin, right?

No way. It's customer appreciation day at the candy store, and they're giving

away jawbreakers for free.

Free? Yeehaw!

Bet you better hurry. The store closes in ten minutes.

For viewing on the go?

Well, I didn't say the future was practical.

Forget this!

Yes, I will.

Jawbreakers! Free!

Only ten minutes left!

Free jawbreakers! Ten minutes left?

Hurry up before they're all...

again.

Noticeable, Ed.

Come on! My nose runs faster!

Hey, watch it!

Eddie, look out!

No,

really. I'm pounding you, door.

Mental as a kitten in a tree.

Necessity, Eddie. Fabricated from everyday suburban litter in order to

our velocity within our ever -shrinking window of opportunity.

Yawn. Just kick this thing into high gear, Lutton!

Cuts me off.

Me?

digest the system.

I must obey my master, Baron Obeefdip.

Crone. Dear Red, someone seems to be pulling your... Don't let him touch me!

Obey me, mortal!

Wolf down the non -believer!

I shall...

That's a baron guy.

Hook, line, and sucker.

Ha, ha, ha.

And what's this prove, Eddie?

That you can dupe anyone at any time with the right bait. Put that on a T

and sell it.

Oh, please.

Hey, get me a sandwich. I'm starving.

Double D, you're right. And when you're right, you're not wrong.

Pity my measly soul for lost in the stench of Loserville I am.

I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, Eddie. Well, shall we... Try it out

you open your big fat mouth.

Barron, no beef dippage, please, now.

Not too shabby, huh, Naz?

If you say so.

Marty Mailbox told me it was in the woods. I bet.

What's with Jimmy?

A gosh darn mailbox, Sarah. It just rattled on.

Ew, look.

Is that a possum?

You believe me, don't you? It talked. It did.

Honest. Get real, Jimmy. A mailbox told you to come here?

Holy cow, Plank. Look at the size of the raccoon.

Looks like a bloated squirrel.

Welcome to Raccoon Roundup. And for a cotton -picking quarter, all you cotton

-picking city folk can cotton -pick and catch your very own raccoon.

To keep. And boy, Rose will pick the cotton and accept this challenge.

Um, shall we mosey on over, neighbor?

In order to bag this nocturnal verminous mammal, you have three chances at

slaying the critter with this.

That's their expiry date.

Rolf wishes to use his lucky great nano kidney stone keychain.

What did he say that was?

That a boy, Rolf.

Keep your eye on that bush, because raccoons are quick.

Rolf sees it.

Goodbye, Pinocchio.

Stop!

Don't even think about hurting this poor defenseless creature!

Hey, get out of the way!

No! Get off!

No! Let go!

No!

Johnny's right.

Where do you get off?

What a couple of clucks. Oh, look, Sarah. I think it likes me.

Would you like a bite of my baguette?

For pink? Thanks, Jimmy.

Wait!

Go! He had me fooled, too.

Honest. At least he sank like a filthy vermin. Real smooth farmer dork. E -I -E

-I -O.

Near do well.

You know what they say, Eddie. You can fool some of the people some of the

but you can't fool all of the people all of the time.

That was triple A double D, a five -star scam.

Let's chalk this down to experience, Eddie. No more raccoons, agreed?

That's it?

It was the stupid raccoon. I was right, as usual.

We'll just tweak the scam a little. They won't know what hit them.

This should prove monotonous.

Paul Troon. Want to save the world and be a hero for the first time in your

stinking life?

You betcha! Just bring your friends down to the woods.

What are you waiting for?

I'm on it, Teddy.

Teddy said it was this way, everybody.

Ooh, look, Plank. A mutant.

Get real, Johnny. We've been here before.

I think.

Holy cow, Plank. Look at the size of that alien.

Is that a raccoon?

Pathetic.

Welcome to Mutant Land.

And for an interstellar quarter, all you brave interstellar toxic soldiers can

catch your very own brain -sucking mutant.

Where's Teddy Tree Bark?

Uh... How about it, Toxic Rolf? You like challenges.

Lucky for you, Rolf cannot deny a challenge.

One more try. I believe you're familiar with our facility. In order to capture

said mutant, you have three attempts with these antimatter marshmallows.

Forget the marshmallows, Rolf. Use my dad's lucky ball peen, man.

Say bye -bye, Scourge from the beyond.

Don't even think about it. Mutants have feelings, too, you know.

What again?

This is the same as the last one.

Let's go, Jimmy.

Wait, don't go.

There's a twist.

Check it.

Earth dwellers!

We were so close!

They won't know what hit them. Weren't those your words, Eddie?

Good memory, elephant brain, because this time they really won't. Let's tweak

some more.

Oh, he's so stubborn.

Hey, you!

You heard me right!

Be the first one on your block to own your very own pest at Cockroach Country!

Welcome to...

Freezer burn?

Welcome to Fringeland!

Fine!

Run away!

It's your lot!

Cause this scam is gold!

A number one, baby!

Or at least it will be, after we tweak it some more.

Oh, come on, Eddie!

I really need to go to the bathroom!

Hey, you!

If that's how to scrub a bull, then flush her down the back!