Supermutt The Scuttlebutt
There I was, thinking about actually catching that bloody squirrel and getting the minions to make me some squirrel tail soup
When suddenly, there was danger in the air. And tyres on the carpet.
It was time for - wait for it - Supermutt The Scuttlebutt!
Faster than the human eye could see, I tanned the blasted car till the blue paint job turned red with pain, and I took care of the ugly shape and turned it into a Mustang. It screamed in the same pitch of a 7-year-old girl, so I called it Sally.
Then he got bad-tyre-guy help. That’s when I really saw red. I gave the battle cry, “Down with rubber, bitches!” And then KABOOM.
You can visit them on Saturdays between 10:30 am and 12 pm in car prison.
All in all, a good day’s work. Yawn!