BlurryDawgo

*Throws a ham* I'm gonna beat yo' hams!

*Throws a steak* Nice to meat you!

(I'll let the Inexplicable Giant Floating Baby Head grant this wish. And now, the dragon balances your checkbook. You have two more no-worry wishes, then one where you have to wish for something he likes or he'll turn you into a giant floating Dilly head. Don't judge him! He's a baby, for Aurora's sake!) Dr. Finitevus: You know exactly what my greatest with is. Grant it, and I will spare your life. (Joseph Kony = The doc.)

*Throws 'em* Want some scrambling, cheek boy?

*(You know what I'm throwing!)* The sight of you cracks me up!

*Throws eggs at Dylan* Can't you take a YOLK?

So, have you seen the Off-Panel for issue 57? I get it, and I laughed.

Erybodyevay, I inway!

"Hi, I'm Survivor, and I'm stupid!"

Granted, but they eat all the meat. Doof: Also…CURSE YOU DYLAN THE PORCUPINE WHO FOUND A WAY TO GET ON THIS WEBSITE EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE A FICTIONAL CHARACTER THAT DISAPPEARED AFTER THAT SUPER GENESIS WAVE!!! Norm: I wish I was a real boy and my dad would love me!

You are naked now! (I pulled your spikes out)

Are you?

Then who was it? Don't lie!

All right, who threw that pinecone? I'll skin him alive!

"Oh, gag me!"

Doof: Granted, you are now a lawn gnome. Why, you ask? It all goes back to my youth in Gimmelshtump. Back then, the Doofenshmirtzs' were a proud family. But those were lean times for my father and our beloved lawn gnome was repossessed. Who would protect our zatzenfruit garden from those witches, spells and wood trolls? From a tender age, my father decided that it would be me. While the other children played Kick-the-Schtumpel and eat Doonkelberries, I would stand for hours. All through the cold night as the Spitzenhounds howled, my only companion was the moon. And my neighbor Kenny. And since my lawn gnome was taken away from me, I wish that everyone was a lawn gnome but me!

Yay, Squall.

It falls on you. (Perry presses the self-destruct button. Can't you think of something original?) Perry: Grrrrrrr…

Granted. The result: http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=-x79i5pf6ow&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D-x79i5pf6ow Doof: I wish that I had a Corrupt-A-Wish-Because-It's-Fun-inator. And it had a giant self-destruct button!

The Decepticons kill you. Doofensmirtz: I wish me and Ivo could rule the entire Tri-Universe Area! Or at least the Bi-Universe Area, if the Doof Egg Zone is too small to count as a universe. I better get our Egg Hedgehog-and-Platypus-Crushinator or whatever ready! Eggman: Just don't give me a vase for Christmas, Heinz.

There's a sponge inside!

With the genetic scrambling of old, using the Charles Darwin method of natural selection to find out which animal is which would be an automatic failed plan on Mobius.

Mega Man X in issue 34! Oh, yeah, our (and Ian's, apparently) dream come true!

"The water made made me smaller, the chili dog made me taller!" In a future game, I would like a scene with Eggman (not in a robot) is in front of Sonic…who ate that chili dog.

Yeah, it's on this page: http://www.bumbleking.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=5&t=6664&start=30 And it's the one with the school bell.