Bruuuuuuuuuce!

 

 

David Bowie

 

 

*crunch crunch crunch*

 

 

 

 

*crunch crunch crunch*

What kind do you have?

Golden Grahams. You?

 

 

 

 

Lucky Charms. What about you guys?

 

 

 

 

Trix.

Corn Pops.

 

 

This is so great. How long has it been since we've had milk to eat cereal?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What's up, guys? Enjoying your cereal?

Indeed. Join us?

Sure, just let me wash up.

Where have you been?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I would have gone for another bottle, but they were complaining that my hands were cold.

*reads bottle*

Huh. "Free range." That's good.

Ugh...

Oh, I was out back, milking the hobbits.

No, I mean I broke the Periodic Table.

I don't think Sage should be allowed to write any more episodes.

We'll go get a new one at Ikea.

I can't do any work in there. I broke the Table.

You're right.

Sage, go to the lab and stay there.

 

 

...

 

 

 

 

 

OUT. GET OUT.

So, who wants take-out?