DEAR DEMON THIRST:
ARE YOU KIDDING? HUH?
SIXTY-FIVE BUCKS FOR
THOSE THREE (HA! HA!)
PILOTS? I WOULDN'T GIVE
YOU A BAG OF PUMPKINS
FOR THOSE BUMS.
SIGNED:
THE GENERAL
P.S. HOW COME I'M
SO THIRSTY LATELY?
Oh, oh! This doesn't look good for our three Thirst Fighters. The Demon only kept them for the ransom. It looks bad, gang. Not only that, but it doesn't look like Mr. Chinderless will get new curtains in his room! Wow!
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