WELL, WELL, WELL... IF IT ISN'T MY PERSONALITY-CHALLENGED CREATOR, STEPHAN PASTIS...
NOT TODAY, RAT. I'M HAVING A REALLY BAD DAY.
OH, NO! DID YOU TRY TO DRAW A TABLE AND FAIL?
LISTEN, FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I HAD TO TAKE BIG BRUTE AWAY FROM HIS HOME AND PUT HIM IN MY BACKYARD.
BIG BRUTE'S THE DUMBEST HE'S EVER CREATED SO MY WIFE SAID IF I KEPT HIM IN OUR HOUSE ONE MORE DAY, SHE'D TURN INTO ONE. BUT TO TAKE HIM HOME, WHERE AT LEAST I CAN PROTECT HIM--
DUDE, ISN'T THAT LIKE THE ULTIMATE HUMILIATION? FOR A CROCODILE TO BE CHAINED UP AND PSYCHANALYZED LIKE A COMMON DOG?? WHAT'S HE GONNA SAY TO HIS FELLOW CROCS?
LISTEN, DUDE, IT'S EITHER THAT OR HE STUMBLES OR WALKS IN FRONT OF A BUS OR SOMETHING... AND BESIDES, I DON'T TELL HIM WHY HE JUST HANGS OUT IN MY BACKYARD. WHO KNOWS WHAT HE'S THINKING...
Me a baaaaad man.
Bad? He sad.
Sad? He hectic.