Producer Smurf: “Spicoli, why do you still smurf your sunglasses when you’re sleeping?”
Spicoli: “I think you mean trying to sleep, dude. And I wear them because it’s so bright here.”
Producer Smurf: “But why don’t you go smurf somewhere that’s not so bright?”
Spicoli: “Because then it would be too dark to see with my sunglasses on.”
Producer Smurf: “Oh, of course.”

Charlee: “Spicoli, you have your finger on the pulse of the trade in black-market snacks, right?”
Spicoli: “I haven’t got fingers, dude. I’m a dog. But metaphorically speaking, yes, I do.”
Lulu: “Have you heard anything about somebody illicitly moving or storing a large cache of snacks recently?”
Spicoli: “Snacks are moving around all the time, dudes. Can you be a little more specific?”
Charlee: “This load of snacks was intended for a Starship launch party and it may include pancake-making supplies.”
Spicoli: “Oh, those snacks? Yeah I totally know about those. They’re down in Trouble’s old mad scientist lair in the basement.”

Charlee: “Spicoli, did you steal those snacks?”
Spicoli: “Dude. Of course not. You really think I would have the time to mix up a bowl of Bisquick?”
Charlee: “Well that’s good. For a minute there I was worried that we might be involved in—”
Spicoli: “It was totally that weirdo Chaplin has been hanging around with. He claims his name is Ed but I heard him refer to himself as Bo Diddly or Joe Diddler or something like that.”

Suddenly …

Batman (popping up from behind couch): “The Riddler!”
Spicoli: “Yeah, that was it. And he wouldn’t even give me a bag of Doritos.”
Lulu: “How did you get behind the sofa? I thought you stayed at the launch place to organize your canasta league or whatever.”
Batman: “Well I am Batman, you know.”

5 thoughts on “Snackvestigators

  1. Um…what do your humans think of Batman hiding in your living room and the Riddler in the basement? Our Mom would be really uncomfortable with strange men dressed in tights in the house, much less hiding
    (our human brother is weird enough – he has a mancave in the basement.)


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