Toonypie Email/pies

TOONYPIE: These peoples try to EMAIL! I can't handle it! {types in "[email protected]"} They go to my computer! I get busy! {hits enter}

Email Title

Dear Toonypie,

Lets say, hypothetically, I just baked my best friends pet while making a pie. And lets also say that she has found out he's dead, and WON'T SHUT UP! What sho- would I do?
Thanks,
Yvonne.

TOONYPIE: Well, Yvonne, since I am the obvious master of pies and such, I will demonstrate what to do.

{cut to The Bakery}

TOONYPIE: Here at my bakery, we make many dog pies. To get them, we follow a simple plan.

(shows a blank piece of paper}

TOONYPIE: First, we contact the local mob.

{Toonypie draws himself calling a building named "NOT Mobsters Inc."}

TOONYPIE: Then we tell them to go to the nearest dog pound and get and the dogs they can. {draws robbers with giant bags full of dogs walk out of a dog pound} After they deliver the dogs, we bake them into a pie. {draws a cook putting a dog into an oven} It's my best seller! {draws a dollar sign}

{cut back to computer room}

TOONYPIE: So, Joe Von Knee, I'm not suggesting you should send the mob after them. Just get your dog pie ingredents at the nearby dog pound instead. 'Till next time, eat more chicken.

{fade out and then fade into a cow holding a sign that reads "clik hre to e-mail Toonypi"}