Johnny Jackass runs for his life. The crowd cheers for the whale.
Thrusting, Johnny knew this was his only chance to do this, and he was going to savor it.
The boys, out for an early dinner.
Johnny Jackass shows his guns.
The stroller.
Fearing a mob mentality, I escape to the high ground.
Sally: Nipples and gold chains and seaweed! It's like an Aquaman rap video!
"Smell my hands. No, really. I think it's making me high."
Sally's friend didn't care about the whale. She just wanted the tide to never ever stop coming in.
Seeing Sir Brillianton giving the whale a sensual massage, Sally feared he might have gotten too attached.
HERE COMES A NEW CHALLENGER!
Sally Struts enters the fight.
Sally Struts: Oh my god! This water is making my white shirt transparent! Why did no one tell me this would happen?!
Notice the hand imprints to Sally's right. Yes, eww.
"I'm riding the whale, living the dream! Now where's the blowhole?"
