Peeps from "der Peeper": Cartoon deniers speak out!

No Katz were injured during the making of this Denial

It wasn't the religion's Top Dog but a scruffy look-a-like Mutt named Jeff from Toon Town, and Elmer Fudd was just innocently hunting quail and didn't mean to blast Doktor Death, say scaffold-bound ink-pot revisionists, as enraged cartoonists "Urth"-wide sit home and play violent electro-optical computing engine games, vent fury on Interknit blogs, and burn comix collections. Further attempts to foolishly clear names of vilified Katzenjammers and Baron Munchausen doomed to failure as "Urther" kultur wars degenerate to level of international borderline personality disorders. Breaking news: "Urther" museum finds famed desert religion icon's phone pad and it's covered with doodles and amateurish caricatures; bewildered followers in ecstasy/agony beat selves bloody as punishment/reward; clearly need hobbies, better jobs, or back rubs! Meanwhile entire "Urther" sandlot/banana-oil region is filled to over-topping with mutually antagonistic parties all in deepest denial about their nasty true selves and/or endless self-serving motivations, all masked by high-and-mighty-isms of three hypocritical sun-struck religions this Institute and Wotan are getting mighty tired off.