Clyde's Story XVI: The Alley

[BaronVonGott]

Clyde: Hey, hey. Easy there, big guy. Bruiser, was it? Why don't we talk about this like gentlemen? Did I mention how much I like English muffins and toffee? I'm a big fan of Iron Maiden too!

Bruiser: (Angry grunting)

Toad: You're wastin' your time, mate. Bruiser had his tongue cut out ages ago. He's mute. He couldn't talk to ya even if he wanted to. He don't like yanks anyway! Ha ha ha!

Clyde: Great. This is all I need. I didn't expect to fight Master Blaster from Thunderdome in the alley today. I'm really regretting leaving that hammer in the apartment.

Bruiser: (Enraged grunting)

Clyde: Get outta my face, you dimestore Jason!

Bruiser: (Surprised grunt)

Clyde: I told you, I'm not in the damn MOOD!

Bruiser: (Loud grunt)

Clyde: Ow. Ok, that hurt. Bats are a lot more painful with razor wire.

Next: Street Fight

[BaronVonGott]

Sorry, I'm late. I've been extremely busy and I haven't slept much. I've been solving people's problems and tricking out my Nerf gun. I've been spread extremely thin lately. I'll try to add extra comics to make up for the days I missed.