Smell the coffee

... Originally posted by Great Big Stees
Sweetpea looked at Wimpy's upperlip growth and asked, "Is that real?" Wimpy laughed and said, "Why yes Sweetpea it is. Why do you ask?" "Cuz it's slipping off on the right side. Who are you really? Mum Wimpy isn't who he says he is." Fortunately for "Wimpy" Olive didn't hear what Sweetpea was saying because the tea kettle was whistling so loudly ...[text shortened]... m. Sweetpea was able, more by luck than by guile to pop open a can of spinach and...

Sweetpea realised immediately that eating the spinach simply wouldn't save him this time. Instead he tried to hit Wimpy, or whoever he was, with the can several times in the head, hoping that Wimpy would let go of his (Sweetpea's of course) neck.

Originally posted by lolof
Sweetpea realised immediately that eating the spinach simply wouldn't save him this time. Instead he tried to hit Wimpy, or whoever he was, with the can several times in the head, hoping that Wimpy would let go of his (Sweetpea's of course) neck.

All this strenuous activity caused the corsets and Lycra that the Wimpy impersonator had used to conceal his bulk to tear and burst. By the time Olive returned with the biscuits Mr Wimpy had left and been replaced by Her husbands arch enemy Bluto.

Olive had no time to ponder this mystery, Her attention was focused solely on the fact that this humongous bully had Her Sweatpea by the throat.

Originally posted by kevcvs57
All this strenuous activity caused the corsets and Lycra that the Wimpy impersonator had used to conceal his bulk to tear and burst. By the time Olive returned with the biscuits Mr Wimpy had left and been replaced by Her husbands arch enemy Bluto.

Olive had no time to ponder this mystery, Her attention was focused solely on the fact that this humongous bully had Her Sweatpea by the throat.

It was quite evident that Sweetpea's life now was in great danger - his face was turning blue and there was no time to lose! The only solution now as far as Olive could see was to get hold of the fire extinguisher - it had never been used and now was the time!

Originally posted by lolof
It was quite evident that Sweetpea's life now was in great danger - his face was turning blue and there was no time to lose! The only solution now as far as Olive could see was to get hold of the fire extinguisher - it had never been used and now was the time!

Rather than pulling the pin and spraying Bluto with the contents she used it as a weapon and hit him square between the eyes. He stood there for what seemed an enternity with a blank look in his eyes and fell, with a thunderous clap, on the Red Oak floor. Unfortunately Sweetpea was still in his grip, which held, the result of which was that the youngster was pinned under his bulk screaming for his mother to "GET HIM OFF ME."

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
Rather than pulling the pin and spraying Bluto with the contents she used it as a weapon and hit him square between the eyes. He stood there for what seemed an enternity with a blank look in his eyes and fell, with a thunderous clap, on the Red Oak floor. Unfortunately Sweetpea was still in his grip, which held, the result of which was that the youngster was pinned under his bulk screaming for his mother to "GET HIM OFF ME."

It was then that Olive spotted the can of spinach discarded by Sweatpea, quick as a flash She downed it's contents, after a few involuntary convulsions Olive picked Bluto up by the left ankle and hurled Him through the unopened window.

Before Bluto had landed on the front lawn Olive was cradling Sweatpea in Her arms and making soothing noises, eventually He opened His eyes and said "please mother I am 3yrs of age now and these gratuitous emotional display's must cease and desist, by the way what has become of the clinically obese sociopath?"

Olive put Sweatpea down by reminding Him He still had the occasional faecal related mishap and went to the window, to her horror Bluto was nowhere to be seen.

Originally posted by kevcvs57
It was then that Olive spotted the can of spinach discarded by Sweatpea, quick as a flash She downed it's contents, after a few involuntary convulsions Olive picked Bluto up by the left ankle and hurled Him through the unopened window.

Before Bluto had landed on the front lawn Olive was cradling Sweatpea in Her arms and making soothing noises, eventually al faecal related mishap and went to the window, to her horror Bluto was nowhere to be seen.

When Bluto regained consciousness - after the many blows to his head and a flying tour through a closed window, it is understandable that he lost it for a while - he couldn't understand where he was. It took a few moments for him to find that he had in fact landed in the neighbour's garden. He felt lucky because he had no intention to ever face the 'spinach family' again. At least not without 'a plan B'.

Originally posted by lolof
When Bluto regained consciousness - after the many blows to his head and a flying tour through a closed window, it is understandable that he lost it for a while - he couldn't understand where he was. It took a few moments for him to find that he had in fact landed in the neighbour's garden. He felt lucky because he had no intention to ever face the 'spinach family' again. At least not without 'a plan B'.

He stood up picked a couple of flowers from the garden and headed over to his sweetheart's place to get a shower and some clean clothes. As he passed by Olive's he heard the conversation Olive was having with Sweetpea and laughed at Olive's mistake concerning Sweetpeas age. Somewhere along the way she'd lost one of his years. He thought, must have something to do with too much spinach because he realized that Popeye too tended to forget things. On his arrival at Chatty Cathy's, inspite of his flowering offering, she was not in a good mood. Bluto had forgotten that they'd planned a day on his oyster scow, The Rockefeller.

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
He stood up picked a couple of flowers from the garden and headed over to his sweetheart's place to get a shower and some clean clothes. As he passed by Olive's he heard the conversation Olive was having with Sweetpea and laughed at Olive's mistake concerning Sweetpeas age. Somewhere along the way she'd lost one of his years. He thought, must have so ...[text shortened]... d mood. Bluto had forgotten that they'd planned a day on his oyster scow, The Rockefeller.

Whilst half listening to Cathy's tirade concerning His abysmal memory He pondered the days events and that is when it occurred to Bluto that it had only been 3yrs and 8mths since the birth of Sweatpea so technically the boy was correct regarding His age.

In the middle of His reverie Cathy's doorbell chimed, Bluto listened from behind the door when Cathy answered it. A man with a thick European accent was enquiring after His whereabouts, instinctively Cathy gave nothing away regarding Bluto's location or future movements.

The man left and after a suitable lapse of time Bluto followed Him at discrete distance.

Originally posted by kevcvs57
Whilst half listening to Cathy's tirade concerning His abysmal memory He pondered the days events and that is when it occurred to Bluto that it had only been 3yrs and 8mths since the birth of Sweatpea so technically the boy was correct regarding His age.

In the middle of His reverie Cathy's doorbell chimed, Bluto listened from behind the door when Cathy ...[text shortened]... .

The man left and after a suitable lapse of time Bluto followed Him at discrete distance.

He thought he'd recognised the man's voice but wasn't sure. When he nipped into the local public house, The Dew Drop Inn & Bookies, he snuck in through the back door and sat in the dark at the back. When the "stranger" turned around on the stool at the bar to check out the clientel Bluto saw that, as he'd expected, it was Igor Badinoff, Olive's uncle on her mother's side.

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
He thought he'd recognised the man's voice but wasn't sure. When he nipped into the local public house, The Dew Drop Inn & Bookies, he snuck in through the back door and sat in the dark at the back. When the "stranger" turned around on the stool at the bar to check out the clientel Bluto saw that, as he'd expected, it was Igor Badinoff, Olive's uncle on her mother's side.

Igor Badinoff - another leaf on the spinach family tree! As if things weren't bad enough...!

Originally posted by lolof
Igor Badinoff - another leave on the spinach family tree! As if things weren't bad enough...!

And Boris was one of the rotten leaves, of which there were many. Bluto sneaked out the way he'd come in and headed back to Cathy's place hoping that she'd cooled down enough to be willing to help him in his plan to get Boris before he got him.

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
And Boris was one of the rotten leaves, of which there were many. Bluto sneaked out the way he'd come in and headed back to Cathy's place hoping that she'd cooled down enough to be willing to help him in his plan to get Boris before he got him.

Cathy reluctantly opened the door and let him in. She noticed that there was something he was anxious to tell her and she was willing to hear him out.

Originally posted by lolof
Cathy reluctantly opened the door and let him in. She noticed that there was something he was anxious to tell her and she was willing to hear him out.

He explained about Boris and asked her if she would go over to The Dew Drop Inn & Bookies and try to lure, with her more tham ample female guile, him over to her place and he, Bluto, would lie in wait for a sneak attack. She mulled it over for a moment and said, "Why not. I'll likely get a free drink out of it along with the chance to see a beating." She had always been a tough nut, never a Kewpie doll and could, on her own, take just about any man in a fight but she didn't want to spoil Bluto's "fun".

Originally posted by Great Big Stees
He explained about Boris and asked her if she would go over to The Dew Drop Inn & Bookies and try to lure, with her more tham ample female guile, him over to her place and he, Bluto, would lie in wait for a sneak attack. She mulled it over for a moment and said, "Why not. I'll likely get a free drink out of it along with the chance to see a beating." ...[text shortened]... ould, on her own, take just about any man in a fight but she didn't want to spoil Bluto's "fun".

On the other hand she was not about to take part in a battery, so she went and thought about contacting one of her friends to ask her opinion. Luckily enough one of the waitresses in the Dew Drop Inn & Bookies was a good friend indeed.