" and the winner... by stoppage is..DONALD, THE RAPTOR....BASTARD!!"
Bobby Bigloaf is up and cheering his cartoon hero. He rushes to congratulate him.
The vanquished Slab and his ruined pooberty fists skulk away in shame.
Bobby gives a Donald a well-practiced, furry-worthy-man-hug as Big John looks down with pride at the scene of youthful joy. There's nothing like a good dose of violence to warm the heart of any decent red-blooded boy!
"Gee Mr. Cartoon Bastard," squeals Bobby, "you sure showed those bullies!"
Then the poor little future cartoon-scribe laments his own natural wimpiness. "Gosh, I was wish I could kick some bully butt like you, but I'm just a little old defenseless fatty."
Big John has the answer: "Bobby, you don't have to work out for 10 years to get a black belt in self-defense! We need you eating potato chips and writing superhero comic books!
What you do need is this fancy-ass official Donald Bastard T shirt! No one's gonna mess with you in a manly shirt like this!
To be continued...
Hey folks, I just cracked 10,000,000 hits today! Thanks to you.
Here's Mr. Paal, a talented young cartoonist celebrating the occasion he helped happen.