Hazel: "Quoth th' Dennis, 'EVERMORE'"

The day started like any other--Hazel was dangling from a pick-axe off the edge of a cliff...

Hazel: "Fiddle-de-de, good sir...& Fuckwitz

ON TH' SIDE OF MOUNT RUSHMORE!

Hazel: "Washington's hair, specifically. My scheme to be a hair-pick has gone awry. Shitballs!"

But what should happen next--but that she is saved by SUPER MR. HERDICURE!

Small talk was kind of sparse on th' flight down...

Hazel: "So...um...the super-powers..Magic fish again?"

SMH: "U betcha"

Then there was that awkward post-rescue parting...

Hazel: "Um...I think you totally have to bed me now..."

SMH: "Do nor..."

Hazel: "Do so"

SMH: "Nuh-uh"

Hazel: "Yuh-huh"

SMH: "Nope, sorry"

Hazel: "Crudders."

Yes, another job well done by SUPER MR. HERDICUR!

Hazel: "Pissola"