Ugh! I’m bored bro! Let’s go do something!
What do you suppose we do? Have a party?
I’m bored . . .
YEAH! Let’s do that! It sounds fun! I’ll type up the guest list on my tablet thingy!
I’ll use my tablet thingy . . .
I’ll send out the invites!
It’s done! Everybody we know who’s nice to us is on the list!
Later . . . .
Wow! This party is awesome! Weeeeeeeewwwww!
I have to admit it: you might be right about that. This is pretty fun.
Party on Toado! Party on Toady!
Meanwhile . . .
Hello Bob. Nice shades. What’s with all the hub-bub?
Toado and Toady are throwing a party . . .
Nifty! Am I on the list? My name’s Toadette.
I know who you are. Let me check . . . Ummmm, nope. You’re not on the list. I’ll double check with the Toad dudes.
So Bob, what’s with the shades?
Hey Toado! This “Toadette” chick wants to crash, but she’s not on the list. Should I give her the boot?
Hey boys, some fungus chick wants to crash . . .
Oh no! The pain . . . she hurts me soooo much . . . .
Ummm, I think so Bob. She’s been mean to us Toads. Besides, I don’t wanna mess with all the good party vibes. She’s not allowed. Keep that fungus out!
Don’t let that Toadette suck the good vibes from the party . . .
Maybe I should be nicer to those fungi . . . .
Maybe I should be kinder to those toads . . .
Hmmmmm, on second thought . . . nahhh.
No more Mr. Nice Guy!