Fries Alive! (Freddy and the French Fries)
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ball twice. “Give me that!” shouted Meese angrily, and he made a grab for the ball. “Hey, okay, let’s play takeaway,” said Si gleefully. “We’re attached to each other, you moron,” shot back Meese. “Even if I take it away, you’ll still have it.” “Uhguysyoubetterlookwhat’shappening’cause-Idon’tthinkit’stoogood,” mumbled Curly frantically. “What was that, Curly?” asked Si. “We’reinbigtrouble!” Curly mumbled, and he pointed at something. Si and Meese stopped fighting over the ball and looked
actually tried that one. Everything came out the other end . . . for days!” “That’s why I renamed it the pooper pill,” said Alfred. Chief Spanker stared pointedly at the scissor thing. “So what’s that, a new gadget to cut hair?” “Oh, this?” said Alfred. “It’s a battery-powered pizza cutter that cuts an entire pizza into perfect slices in two seconds. Here, I’ll show you.” He handed the pizza to Spanker, turned on the battery, and engaged the scissors. Two seconds later the pizza remained
time.” Wally had morphed himself into a lumber mill planing saw, and board after board of wood ran through Wally’s mouth as the purple Fry shaped it into usable pieces, but eating a couple of them along the way. “Quality control,” he explained with a burp. Acting as a crane, Curly lifted the boards up and into place on the float platform, where Ziggy, who showed a natural talent for hitting things, pounded nails into the boards so fast with his hammer hands they could barely keep him supplied
aimed their paintball guns and looked around. Suddenly they heard a sound, and something hit Adam in the arm. He reached down and picked it up. It was a pebble. He laughed. “This is all he has? We’ll destroy ’em. Come on guys, charge!” As they rushed forward a few more pebbles flew at them, but did no damage. Adam laughed, “Funky, you are, like, so dead.” They reached the door to the barn, pulled it open, and raced inside. They looked around, their paintball guns pointing in all directions.
all and all Fries for one, plus Freddy.” Freddy came out from under the platform, jumped in the driver’s seat of the tractor, and said, “Uh, Dad, you might want to move back.” Alfred looked up from the tractor’s engine, bewildered, “What was that, son?” “Hey, get that float out of here!” shouted all the people on the floats lined up behind the Burger Castle. “Hit it,” yelled Freddy into his walkie-talkie. Inside the Burger Castle float, Si and Meese took twin enormous breaths, filling up