urkeldaedalus:
This tractor looks cool, let's park so we stay out of the way! Because what could possibly go wrong?
urkeldaedalus:
Oh, crap.
urkeldaedalus:
I've done wiser things.
urkeldaedalus:
I will use my reporting skills to call the tow truck.
urkeldaedalus:
We have to wait 90 minutes? Well, nothing passes the time like jumping pictures.
urkeldaedalus:
What, me worry?
urkeldaedalus:
A formation of birds flies over.
urkeldaedalus:
Might as well try to get a good sibling photo in.
urkeldaedalus:
Now I sleep.
urkeldaedalus:
Tom the biker stops on his way back from Cascade. He was heading to Iowa City.
urkeldaedalus:
The biker taunts the stranded motorists.
urkeldaedalus:
Bye Tom!
urkeldaedalus:
Maggie scouts for help...
urkeldaedalus:
...and found a little friend.
urkeldaedalus:
Dancing
urkeldaedalus:
Still dancing
urkeldaedalus:
Almost a good photo
urkeldaedalus:
The tow truck arrives! Maggie can go to the bathroom
urkeldaedalus:
Hoorah for tow trucks
urkeldaedalus:
Reacts to the cost.
urkeldaedalus:
Wasn't that down about it actually.
urkeldaedalus:
Car doesn't care.
urkeldaedalus:
Twist the pain away.
urkeldaedalus:
Mark the tow truck driver analyzes the scene.
urkeldaedalus:
Unearthed.
urkeldaedalus:
Our lifeline
urkeldaedalus:
Where's the grass from?
urkeldaedalus:
Oh yes, this gaping hole.
urkeldaedalus:
Freedom