Wigfield
Poor old Wigfield, life is hard on him. But a fatcat takes the biggest
risks,
and eats the biggest pussies.
Is this the last wigfield strip ever? Yes, but due to fan pressure he
will be
resurrected for more fun.
Rednecks. See what happens when you yell yeehaw too much.
Apologies for this one, it sucks.
Wigfield has 8000 channels. None is any good.
He´s a cat of high culture. At least if you consider Julie Andrews
and a cow high culture.
Phone sex is nothing compared to TV sex. The TV is much bigger.
That wit, those punchlines. There´s only one Wigfield.
This makes me feel sick, really sick. He´s got his mouth full and
he ain´t sharing with Jon. That´s mean.
Jon, he almost italian, he wanna pissa ona plata, he wanna Wigfields assa
ona da tablea. Si si senor!
Wigfield is unstoppable. He´d eat his own mother. At least her pie.
666, the number of the beast. Satan is the man.
Hehe, he's about to get a surprise up the old exhaust pipe.
Stuffing.
Coppers. Boppers.
This was lame. Maybe the devil made it, he´s lame.
I subscribe to that thing.
You have to imagine the psychedelic colours.
He´s worse than a lumberjack.
That´s disgusting. And it must have hurt too. Makes a gall-stone
seem like fun. Real fun.
Wigfield is manic-depressive too, he goes from sarcastic to fat in no
time!