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!