Note: All images are put in order.
Looks like Sniffles is trying to create something again.
That thing looks safe to touch... right?
"Cool, my hand just melted!"
Sniffles' hand is injured.
Sniffles taking a walk with his pet.
Living acidic blobs sure are affectionate.
Sniffles sprays his Blob off.
Isn't that thing dangerous, Sniffles?
Sniffles is angry with his blob.
Sniffles and his pet walk away.
Lumpy looks at Sniffles and Sniffles' blob.
Then he looks at his leg.
The result of letting an acidic lab creature hump your leg.
"I'm gonna eat these seeds now."
Oh no, The Birds. I know how that movie ends, and I got to say, bye bye Lumpy.
That vulture looks hungry, and I think it has blue moose on the menu.
Lumpy makes this face because he knows he's screwed.
Lumpy is attacked by birds.
Yeah, just keep going, Sniffles.
Nothing else is gonna happen.
Sniffles looks at his pet.
The blob about to sneeze.
Ewww (guess what happens next).
I hope this acid won't cause anything more.
Keeping your eyes open is a good way to not walk into holes.
Watch out, Handy! A hole!
That explains it. Where are your ears? Did you lose them along with your hands?
Acid holes have the perfect diameter.
Even if he had hands, it still wouldn't be easy getting out of there.
That hat of his must really be strong.
This must be safer, right?
Remember kids, always wear your hard hat.
At least it actually did its job for once... well... twice
Not a good day to be on the road... if one exists.
The Mole is driving again.
Some acid dripped on The Mole's car's windshield.
Some more acid. The Mole has noticed it.
The Mole turns on the windshield wiper.
How did he know something was there?
The Mole's van and Sniffles' car.
The Mole's van is out of control!
Goof #6: Handy's helmet is undamaged.
Handy's missing his ears once again.
One day, that hat's going to save him for real. One day... Death: Handy
Sniffles driving his car.
The blob sitting like a slimy little angel.
Sniffles heard something.
Think of how much damage like that could cost.
The blob gets blown away.
Now to figure out where the car's gonna crash. Death: Sniffles
One eye, one leg, and one antler, that's not bad. Hope he doesn't lose anything more.
I might've spoken a little too soon.
The birds still seem to be hungry.
"Here we go again..." Death: Lumpy