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Title: “Dude, Where’s My Maxibon?”PAGE 1 – A NEW FRIEND
Wonderoo and Hugo are hiking through a sun-drenched vineyard in Western Australia. Wonderoo wears stylish hiking heels (bad idea), and Hugo has his “Leaf Chomper” shirt tied like a bandana.
Wonderoo:
“Why are we hiking? I thought we were glamping.”
Hugo (sniffing the air):
“I smell... dairy. And selfies?”
A flash goes off nearby. Enter: DUDE, a chill quokka in sunglasses, holding a phone in one paw and a Maxibon in the other. Behind him: empty wine barrels.
Dude:
“Heyyyy legends! You want wine, ‘grams, or snacks first?”
PAGE 2 – DUDE’S LIFE PHILOSOPHY
Dude is showing them around his vineyard. There’s a “NO WORRIES, JUST GRAPES” sign.
Dude:
“I make organic wine, but like, emotionally organic, you know?”
Hugo (sniffing a barrel):
“Does this smell like... mango?”
Dude:
“Yeah, I aged it in a surfboard.”
Wonderoo:
“That’s either genius or illegal.”
PAGE 3 – THE ICE-CREAM TRAGEDY
Dude opens a tiny freezer filled with Maxibons. He poses with one, but suddenly—ZOOM!—a wombat streaks by and steals it!
Dude:
“DUDE! Not again!”
Wonderoo:
“Wait... is that wombat wearing your sunglasses?”
Dude:
“YEAH. That’s Kevin. He’s the ringleader.”
PAGE 4 – MEET THE WOMBAT GANG
A nearby bush rustles. Out pop four tiny wombats, each wearing stolen gear: sunglasses, a GoPro, a Maxibon cape, and one with a tiny wine bottle like a trophy.
Hugo (laughing):
“Are those... feral foodies?”
Wonderoo:
“They look like influencers but... fluffier and greasier.”
Dude (dramatically):
“They call themselves: The Snack Syndicate.”
PAGE 5 – THE PLAN
Wonderoo draws a diagram in the dirt.
Wonderoo:
“Step 1: Lure them out with fake Maxibons. Step 2: Shame them with surprise selfies. Step 3: Profit.”
Dude (holding up a mirror selfie stick):
“Operation Ice-Cream Justice is a go.”
PAGE 6 – THE BAIT & SWITCH
A trail of fake Maxibons leads to a camera trap. The wombats appear, suspicious but greedy.
Kevin the Wombat (sniffing):
“Wait a second... this one smells like... tofu?”
Hugo (from the bush):
“CURSE MY PLANT-BASED LIFESTYLE!”
Flash! Flash! The cameras go off. The wombats SCREAM in horror at the unfiltered photos.
PAGE 7 – PEACE TALKS
The wombats sit in a tiny circle, holding little signs: “Wombats Against Paparazzi” and “Free the Snacks.”
Dude:
“Let’s strike a deal. One Maxibon a week, and you help stomp grapes.”
Kevin the Wombat (grudgingly):
“...Can we wear the GoPro?”
Wonderoo:
“Only if you don’t livestream from the toilet tree again.”
FINAL PANEL:
Everyone cheers as wombats stomp grapes in a tub, Dude takes selfies with them, and Wonderoo lounges with a wine cooler labelled “QUOKKATASTIC RED.”
Caption:
“Sometimes in the outback, peace is found through dessert diplomacy.”
No worries, just grapes!
Boop boop
That is so good.....
PAGE 1 – A NEW FRIEND
Wonderoo and Hugo are hiking through a sun-drenched vineyard in Western Australia. Wonderoo wears stylish hiking heels (bad idea), and Hugo has his “Leaf Chomper” shirt tied like a bandana.
Wonderoo:
“Why are we hiking? I thought we were glamping.”
Hugo (sniffing the air):
“I smell... dairy. And selfies?”
A flash goes off nearby. Enter: DUDE, a chill quokka in sunglasses, holding a phone in one paw and a Maxibon in the other. Behind him: empty wine barrels.
Dude:
“Heyyyy legends! You want wine, ‘grams, or snacks first?”
PAGE 2 – DUDE’S LIFE PHILOSOPHY
Dude is showing them around his vineyard. There’s a “NO WORRIES, JUST GRAPES” sign.
Dude:
“I make organic wine, but like, emotionally organic, you know?”
Hugo (sniffing a barrel):
“Does this smell like... mango?”
Dude:
“Yeah, I aged it in a surfboard.”
Wonderoo:
“That’s either genius or illegal.”
PAGE 3 – THE ICE-CREAM TRAGEDY
Dude opens a tiny freezer filled with Maxibons. He poses with one, but suddenly—ZOOM!—a wombat streaks by and steals it!
Dude:
“DUDE! Not again!”
Wonderoo:
“Wait... is that wombat wearing your sunglasses?”
Dude:
“YEAH. That’s Kevin. He’s the ringleader.”
PAGE 4 – MEET THE WOMBAT GANG
A nearby bush rustles. Out pop four tiny wombats, each wearing stolen gear: sunglasses, a GoPro, a Maxibon cape, and one with a tiny wine bottle like a trophy.
Hugo (laughing):
“Are those... feral foodies?”
Wonderoo:
“They look like influencers but... fluffier and greasier.”
Dude (dramatically):
“They call themselves: The Snack Syndicate.”
PAGE 5 – THE PLAN
Wonderoo draws a diagram in the dirt.
Wonderoo:
“Step 1: Lure them out with fake Maxibons. Step 2: Shame them with surprise selfies. Step 3: Profit.”
Dude (holding up a mirror selfie stick):
“Operation Ice-Cream Justice is a go.”
PAGE 6 – THE BAIT & SWITCH
A trail of fake Maxibons leads to a camera trap. The wombats appear, suspicious but greedy.
Kevin the Wombat (sniffing):
“Wait a second... this one smells like... tofu?”
Hugo (from the bush):
“CURSE MY PLANT-BASED LIFESTYLE!”
Flash! Flash! The cameras go off. The wombats SCREAM in horror at the unfiltered photos.
PAGE 7 – PEACE TALKS
The wombats sit in a tiny circle, holding little signs: “Wombats Against Paparazzi” and “Free the Snacks.”
Dude:
“Let’s strike a deal. One Maxibon a week, and you help stomp grapes.”
Kevin the Wombat (grudgingly):
“...Can we wear the GoPro?”
Wonderoo:
“Only if you don’t livestream from the toilet tree again.”
FINAL PANEL:
Everyone cheers as wombats stomp grapes in a tub, Dude takes selfies with them, and Wonderoo lounges with a wine cooler labelled “QUOKKATASTIC RED.”
Caption:
“Sometimes in the outback, peace is found through dessert diplomacy.”
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