AT LEAST LET ME POKE IT

Buford: Come on.
Isa: No.
Buford: I'll let you carry my axe.
Isa: No.
Buford: Oh come ON! I've asked a thousand times. I've even said please - do you know how mortifying it is for me to show civility?
Isa: I don't care. Do you remember the last time I let you "play" with the golden arrow?
Buford: Umm...nope. I don't recall.
Isa: The forest creatures you shot at do.
Buford: Hey, that was an honest mistake! I thought they were trees.
Isa: Moving, furry trees?
Buford: Okay. I was hungry for something other than fowls...and I needed meat...and it wasn't my fault that I tried shooting at that mountain lion, and it wasn't my fault that it came after us...J-just GIMME IT! GIMME, ISA!

Meanwhile, Phineas, Ferb and Baljeet watch from afar:

Phin: What do you think they're doing?
Ferb: Oh, you know. Just being idiots.
Baljeet: You mean, they're being themselves?
Ferb: ...yeaaahh pretty much.

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I did a drawing of this a few months ago. It's somewhere in this club.

Don't get me wrong. Buford and Isabella are not a couple. They're just two people who get on each other's nerves a little too much.

But hey, that's what friends do.
This picture makes me laugh.

The Seer (c) Kicsterash