Todd took one look outside his window. He saw a police officer and used the toon ring.
The man stretched and distorted, and in a second, he was a naked blue with a teal belly dog/fox hybrid of some sort that was ever so slightly pudgy. He had three tow paws and the white toon gloves and lost several inches. He had on his police hat and badge but nothing else. TOON POLICE was written in large comical letters on the badge. He was spinning his billy-club happily swaying along as he walked. Big round eyes looked around in a happy mood. Todd also saw he lacked a belly button, didn't have an opening on his rear and was... lacking parts between his legs.
<Well, while they are allowed to give innuendos, like the classic toon style, toons are inherently G-rated, so the lack of such things is not unexpected.>
'But if they don't have... those parts... how do they reproduce?'
<By drawing new toons of course. Or perhaps later, by asking the stork for one who delivers. >
'Of course.' Todd thought.
A shop lifter ran out of a Quick-Mark across the street. The toon police office pulled off camera a large cork gun that was as big as his head and fire, the cork hitting the shop lifting, and knocking them unconscious with stars dancing around his head.
"He's just lucky I didn't try to throw the book at him." Said the cop, patting a dictionary that looked like it could squash an elephant.