-Behold!
I found this under my bed!
A paperweight bust of President Theodore Rooster-velt,
sculpted from congealed gravy.
It doesn't smell very congenial.
Mmm! Just like Grandma used to make.
Super gross!
Let's see how far it goes!
Not bad.
Chuck, what did you find under your bunk?
This weird stick my uncle from Auk-stralia sent me for my ninth birthday!
It's the gift that keeps on giving.
I found this under my bunk, my old Tattling Trudy doll.
Look.
-You're in so much trouble!
I'm gonna tell your mom!
Who's in trouble now, huh?
Okay, prepare to feel the wrath of my…
-baby photo album! -Ooh!
Angry, angry, angry.
Ooh, happy!
Angry, angry, angry.
How come you want to get rid of this?
Neiderflyer keeps stealing pictures
of my baby butt, and putting them up around camp!
Meh!
Yoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Eww!
Bye-bye, baby butt!
Whoa!
Winner, yes! Ha ha!
-Ew! What's this? -What am I stuck to?
-What's going on?
Someone put glue on everything!
Run for your lives!
What is going on? My hair feathers and I demand answers!
-Harold! -Yes, dear?
Find out who did this!
Look, pig tracks!
I knew your piggy little bunk mate couldn't be trusted!
No way it was Penley.
He's been in the camp sweat lodge all week!
Mmm! Man, all of a sudden, I'm really craving some hash browns and ba--
-Baked goods.
Hmm!
It wasn't just one pig!
The pigs from Pig Camp must have done this!
Are we gonna sit here and take this?
-Huh? -The pigs can't prank us
anytime they feel like it!
I say we send them a message!
On it.
"Dearest pig friends--"
No!
A message that says,
"If it's a prank war you want, it's a prank war you'll get!"
"And we shall be victorious or die trying."
Now, who's coming with me to Pig Camp?
Meh. We're good, buddy.
Eh. Fine by me. More action for us!
Are you sure this is a good idea?
I say we talk it through and hug it out.
My brother got involved in a prank war. He never made it back home!
Wow, what happened to him?
He went off to college.
Great story, Bomb.
I say we sneak into Pig Camp tonight
and prank 'em so hard, they won't even think about pranking us again!
Okay, we need a prank that the pigs are all gonna notice.
Let's have a little fun with that.
It's Hermione Swinehouse, founder of the Pig Camp.
Aw, she reminds me of my gam gam, especially the snout.
What are you gonna do?
Chuck, give me the stuff!
Bomb, maybe you should look away for this part.
Last one on the slide is a rotten ham!
Swan dive! Unh!
Cannonball! Unh!
-Funny dive name!
-Belly flop!
Hey, uh, does the lake seem different to anyone else?
Well, dam!
Boy, the pigs got us really, really good. Better than we got them.
Okay, pigs, you've won this battle.
But it is on!
This is the Pig Camp.
The pigs have retaliated, and now we must re-retaliate!
Again.
With a prank so big, they'll be squealing for their mommies all summer!
Ooh! Maybe we invite them out for a smoothie and never show up.
I told you this was gonna happen!
Red, you have to put a stop to this.
Me? They started it!
Then I'm sorry, but I'm out.
Pranking only begets more pranking,
and more pranking, until you go off to college,
and you never even call anymore.
Anywho,
if you really want to put an end to this, you gotta hit 'em hard!
One hundred percent pure prune juice.
One sip, and a trip to the bathroom is guaranteed.
Let me see that.
You sure this is gonna…
Whoa, that's messed up. I love it!
As soon as this hits their bellies,
they'll all rush to the bathroom.
So next, we sneak into all their restrooms,
then we wire these fireworks to all the toilet handles in camp.
When the pigs flush their toilets,
kablooey!
And the award for greatest prankster ever goes to…
Can I have your autograph? Big, big fan of your work!
Those piggies are in for a rude awakening.
I don't know. Maybe it didn't work.
I mean, have you seen what they eat?
Okay, it worked.
Now, where's Bomb? So I can tell him, "I told you so."
Speaking of "where's bomb," where's our bunk?
Where are all the bunks?
-Where is everything?
Huh? Aah!
The pigs took it all!
Also, where's Bomb?!
They bird-napped him!
Okay, now they've gone too far!
Everybody, listen up! The pigs took our cabins!
-They took our catapults!
-They took our dining hall!
Eh, I'm fine with that.
They even took Harold's eyebrows!
I can't even tell if he's upset or not.
Exactly!
-And worst of all, they took Bomb!
The pigs may have started this, but we're gonna end it. Who's with me?
Me! Let's go!
First, you glue everything. Then you steal our stuff!
Then you take my friend?
This ends now!
Oh, hey, Red! They didn't bird-nap me.
- No! What?
It was just a mistake! I was in the bunk when they took it.
Okay.
But they still totally did all that other stuff!
And they're marching on our camp right now!
They were just walking me back! They're actually really nice.
Look, we had a chat and we all agreed that this silly prank war needs to end.
-Huh? -What?
No way! They started all this. And now, they're gonna pay!
Pigs will pay!
-We didn't start it! You did! -Huh?
-What?
Our camp founder was minding her own business, having tea and biscuits,
when pow!
She was nailed in the head with this!
A photo album of grumpy baby-bird pictures!
Hey, Red. That cute, little baby bird looks just like you!
-Oh, wait.
Uhh…
Well, … like I always say,
let's talk it through and hug it out?
-Probably a good time to start running.
Ahh! It's a real shame what happened to Red.
I'm just glad he saw it my way in the end.
Yeah, he really needs to do something about his short fuse.
Not to mention his overdeveloped sense of justice.
Mm-hmm!
Hey, prank boy. Nice butt!