scottobear | From the bogs of Creek's Run Hollow, Arkansas

Meanwhile, in Somntropolis.....

Who can save us from this freakish froggy remnant? What manner of being is powerful enough, to stop this radioactive, twinkie-eating menace?

Chicken McNoggin?

No, he's bogged down in court litigation with Ronald McDonald (not pictured)

Darktrain?

No... perhaps if it was Moonpies & Mountain Dew that was in trouble... the vast piles of glowing fish bones didn't eve slow it down. Run, DT! We'll hide in the bomb shelter, while....

HUNGRYBABY*

comes to the rescue!!

AWK!! THANK YOU HUNGRYBABY!

Hungrybaby no wongo wongo!!! Moki cheesa crispa froggy? Ye kallia tuka ... Maaki cheezay. Shoodah! Hungrybaby eats devastating twinkie frog-a spoonful at a time, thanks to faithful sidekick, darktrain.

Scotto wonders why the mayor's office was filled with children. A strange panel of advisors. I use children only for medical experiments and food. [mayor helpfully labeled in top panel by his desk nameplate ] Also, the city's stockpiling treats? Fix a pothole. Build a parking garage where I can take a lady without her choking to death on exhaust. The community doesn't want any damn room full of Twinkies.

*thank you to meemee, and lonesomedwarf for first showing me hungrybaby!