|I think he just got carjacked by men from space.|
THE WHAM-O KID
Just look at this thing. At less than half a page (there are single-panel gags and activity puzzles sharing the rest of the oversized page on which Wham-O Kid makes his home), The Wham-O Kid comprises one of the more unsettling stories in the entirety of this book ... visually speaking anyway.
The Wham-O Kid doesn't really justify getting his own entry, when compared to the other stories in this volume, but he happens to reside on a small island of interstitial jokes and ads, with massive blocks of story to either side. So, he gets to be by his lonesome.
Anyway, enjoy his bizarre, over-emphasized expressions and apparently how he gets mugged by two racecar drivers or astronauts, I don't really care. All I'm taking away from this is that wheelie bars are for pussies. Fight me.