Bedlam in Paradise Page #2

writing under whip cream.

Indeed. So am I...

Now, you take the fountain pen

and place it in here.

And put the paper in thusly.

And pour the cream over all.

Now turn the motor on to "low".

Low.

It must turn slowly,

otherwise it will overflow.

Now do you care to make our your check

for 50,000 now or later?

This is preposterous! What next?

A towel! I like to have a towel!

Well, that beats the devil!

You and your inventions.

Now you look...!

Uncle Mortimer, it's working out.

I think they'll turn honest.

Help! Help!

I'm burning.

- Want a piece of pie?

- Moe, Larry!

This guy's dreaming again.

Hey, why don't you...?

Larry, he's been smoking the bed again!

Get the water and the axe!

Put me out! I'm burning up!

You nitwit you!

Why you, brainless idiot!

Turn him around, turn

him around, hurry up!

That's it!

Why you, nitwit! Get some more water!

Ok, look out, I'll...!

What a dream!

You know, fellas, I

just dreamt we invented

a fountain pen that

writes under whipped cream.

There's your whipped cream.

And there's a fountain pen.

Write yourself a letter.

Dear uncle Mortimer...

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