It’s hard to believe my founder is gone. I wasn’t prepared for her death, I still had exciting things in store for her.
I guess I should be thankful I checked out then.
What are you doing here, Edamame? You fulfilled your contract.
I don’t want my legacy tarnished. After that joke of a “tribute” there is no way I’m leaving this in your hands.
Now, let’s see how much they all miss me.
The house does have a different dynamic without Edamame. No one is walking around nude and the refrigerator is free of Slimfast.
It shouldn’t be, I can tell you…
We all know that you think Icee is a cow!
More like a rhino.
And there goes any illusion I had about you being more agreeable. Poor Donut took Edamame’s passing the hardest.
Well, yeah. He knows what he’s missing.
Guh-uhg… Excuse me, I just threw up in my mouth a little.
Why don’t you go hang out at the spa or something. Back to the story…
Barley tried distracting Donut by showing him the latest dance moves. Donut was a good sport and gave it a try. But Donut’s incontenance got the better of him and the fun was over for everyone.
So glad I didn’t have to clean that up! There are some perks to this whole being-dead-thing.
Apparently Icee had to clean it up. Looks like she was not too happy about it either.
Heh heh heh…
That sounded menacing.
I was thinking that I should come back and scare Donut so Icee could clean him up again.
That’s mean and gross. You could kill Donut by doing that. There is something wrong with you.
I said I was thinking about it. I didn’t say I was going to do it.
Is that Icee?! I knew she was older than she claimed to be. Barley should divorce her for being a tretcherous liar.
Why, it’s not like she trapped him into marriage.
Would you give it a rest!
I can’t, it’s too much fun.