Noodle Poodle's Last Doodle

You remember Limpy McRuggles.

There was still a lot of talk of his conflagration at Marais State University. Some even said his spirit still roamed the halls of Cap'n Bartleby's Greek House, where he met his tragic end at the hands of Horror Grill.

Yes, you could say nerves were still raw when Reginald Broflofski saw Limpy's classmates taking Limpy and his murderer to the curb.

Reginald, you see, lived with his boyfriend Noodle Poodle, an artiste of some renown

And their tenant, Heterosexual Baseball Cap Joe,


In a swanky duplex off Kosher and Marmalade.


Yep. Noodle Poodle was the first thing Reginald thought of when he saw that cute little grill. Well, actually Taylor Hanson was the first thing he thought of. But it was pretty much the same thing.

Yes, he could just imagine the look on Noodle Poodle's face. Noodle just LOVED whimsical gifts that had been implicated in death and adultery.

Why, he had that crossdressing satanist's cereal bowl, and the collagen-injected lips of that giant cannibal super model that escaped from the zoo.

That cute little propane grill would just go perfectly. He had to have it at any price.


Fortunately, Beauregard, the head of the Greek House, was politely obliging.


Noodle Poodle was as happy as a fat lady with a Hershey's IV drip when he heard about his gift.


'Oh honey,' said Noodle Poodle, 'you always do the nicest things for me! It's time I did something nice for you!'

Yes, he'd have an ArtaGrillAthon.

He'd barricade himself in his chic Uptown studio

And focus on nothing but making paintings for the elderly and grilling for his sugar bear.

Yes, spend a whole day just painting...

And grilling away...

For the man he loved.

Unfortunately, by the time anyone learned of this little surprise...


It was already too late.