Mark, still being pursued by the Parkers, makes his way to the lake and his canoe. Leaping into the vessel, he begins to paddle for his life, hoping to reach the other side of the lake before Joe and/or Moe sees him. (If it were me, I would have probably just kept to the forest, skirting the lake as I made my way to safety, seeing as how going out onto the lake would put me right out in the open and in a rather vulnerable position, but as I have said many times before, I am not an intrepid woodsman, so I don't have much experience in this sort of thing.)
Mark gets a fair distance away from the shore before Moe and Joe notice him (or at least they notice someone in a canoe. I doubt they can really see who it is, so it's very possible that he could just be the local Sunday School teacher taking a peaceful row about the lake). Joe (or is it Moe?), decides to take care of Mark once and for all (taking into account that it actually is Mark and not the aforementioned Sunday School teacher who always came to class with some yummy cookies and those juices that came in little barrels for snack time) and shoots at him. Good thing that Mark has the reflexes of a super cat and at the last minute throws his paddle into the air to deflect the bullet. (What? That is what happened, isn't it?) Unfortunately, his last second heroics also appear to have succeeded in tipping the little canoe over. I hope you've been practicing your swimming, Mark.
Joe and Moe follow the example of countless ne'erdowells and just assume that Mark is dead because he fell out of the canoe and they can't see him anymore. (Yeah, tell me how that works out for you guys.) The deed done, the two head back to the camp to revel in their depravity (and probably shoot a cute little bunny rabbit or two which will shortly appear on the menu of Senator Wallace's restaurant). Mark, meanwhile, is still very much alive and hiding behind his canoe, waiting for the right moment to climb back in and continue on his way back to the safe side of the lake. I just hope that Joe or Moe or Ma don't look back out at the lake and see him when he does.
Mark, still being pursued by the Parkers, makes his way to the lake and his canoe. Leaping into the vessel, he begins to paddle for his life, hoping to reach the other side of the lake before Joe and/or Moe sees him. (If it were me, I would have probably just kept to the forest, skirting the lake as I made my way to safety, seeing as how going out onto the lake would put me right out in the open and in a rather vulnerable position, but as I have said many times before, I am not an intrepid woodsman, so I don't have much experience in this sort of thing.)
Mark gets a fair distance away from the shore before Moe and Joe notice him (or at least they notice someone in a canoe. I doubt they can really see who it is, so it's very possible that he could just be the local Sunday School teacher taking a peaceful row about the lake). Joe (or is it Moe?), decides to take care of Mark once and for all (taking into account that it actually is Mark and not the aforementioned Sunday School teacher who always came to class with some yummy cookies and those juices that came in little barrels for snack time) and shoots at him. Good thing that Mark has the reflexes of a super cat and at the last minute throws his paddle into the air to deflect the bullet. (What? That is what happened, isn't it?) Unfortunately, his last second heroics also appear to have succeeded in tipping the little canoe over. I hope you've been practicing your swimming, Mark.
Joe and Moe follow the example of countless ne'erdowells and just assume that Mark is dead because he fell out of the canoe and they can't see him anymore. (Yeah, tell me how that works out for you guys.) The deed done, the two head back to the camp to revel in their depravity (and probably shoot a cute little bunny rabbit or two which will shortly appear on the menu of Senator Wallace's restaurant). Mark, meanwhile, is still very much alive and hiding behind his canoe, waiting for the right moment to climb back in and continue on his way back to the safe side of the lake. I just hope that Joe or Moe or Ma don't look back out at the lake and see him when he does.
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