Mr. Delicious

I have a terrible, sinking feeling that this scene may unfold one day. I fear that some Great Evil, wrapped up in Fate, will force my hand: I'll have to hand Bug over to his doom to save the world. Or to defeat some greater Evil. Or at least to accomplish some very difficult task. Or maybe to get a reduction on my electricity bill this summer. Or at least to take a funny photo.



It's for the best, Bug.