Pud's the kind of kid who'd never ask the guys why they called him Pud.

Actually, he's the fat kid from the Little Lulu strip; he was laid off, and had to find other work. He said he was happy about this job, since he wasn't playing a supporting role anymore, but it was obviously a step down. Then came the scandal with the starlet and the Nic-L-Nip bottle, but that's anotehr story.

Here he shows himself to be an undependable team-mate, ready to leave the “gang” the moment his brain recalls the promise of sugar in masticatory form.

Note: mom’s bag contains celery, and we know what that means. Good thing Pud’s distracted.

All kidding aside – hah! And we’re having such fun – Fleer was the gold standard for gum in our circle; it had a flavor no other gum could match, and was generally more pliable than those chisel-hard brick of Bazooka Joe. It lacked the rich array of characters you found on Joe comics, though.

No kid wanted to be Pud.