Hey Grasshoppa, says Bodine. Quickly as you can, snatch the pebble from my hand.
Ain’t gonna happen, says Micron.
No, really, says Bodine. When you can take the pebble from my hand, it will be time for you to leave.*
You know what, Master Po-dine? says Micron. The last time I tried playing tennis ball with you I got shredded.
Because you’re too slow. That’s all, says Bodine. You just need to practice more, my young student. Here, try to take the ball from me.
Food Lady says I can’t eat you because you’re made of fat and gristle and you’d just give me gas, says Micron.
Hahahaha! Wait, what?, says Bodine. Whatever. You have no competitive spirit, that’s what’s wrong with you, Microbe. I need a challenge here.
Hey Jager! calls Bodine. Grasshoppa, quickly as you can . . .
*Kung Fu (1972-75) Back when we had four channels (2, 7, 22 & 45) to watch on television and you didn’t need a remote to change them because that’s what our parents had kids for. Well that, and adjusting the foil on the rabbit ears.