Metapost: I’m also thankful for all of you!
I may have taken a good chunk of this week off, but you sure didn’t! In addition to discovering a mutual love of Mystery Science Theater 3000 (a love that is shared by your humble blogger, it will probably not come as a surprise to you to learn), you came up with any number of amusing witticisms, of which following was judged, in our arbitrary way, the wittiest:
“There may be better euphemisms for sodomy than ‘Liz Ritter all but forces Stormy Hicks to go to The Bucket,’ but it’s hard to imagine any.” –Smitty Smedlap
And the as always almost as hilarious runners-up:
“‘As you’ve heard, I give advice.’ The list of Sentences Never Uttered Anywhere But In Mary Worth just keeps getting longer and longer.” –gump worsley
“Given the … unusual … placing of Gunk’s eyes, I’m thinking that Flyspeck Island is so tiny that Gunk’s great-great-great-grandfather is also his brother and his mother is also his sister. Perhaps ‘Take me to the mailbox’ is Gunk-speak for ‘Please put a bullet between my hideous fish eyes before I commit more atrocities against genetics.’” –Wirrrn
“It doesn’t seem like Celeste is actually having much FUN being such a beeotch about this campaign. Perhaps she should have used her money to buy a cruise ticket instead. Or a bar.” –Poteet
“Things to ask when your partner in crime goes to investigate a barking dog, you hear a strange voice yell ‘He’s with me!’, followed by the sound of a jawbone being crushed and the thud of a body crashing to the ground: ‘Did you find the dog?’” –Sharkbait
“Is there any place in the world where Niki’s hair would look cool? Or fashionable? Or even not totally insane? A dark underlayer with pointy little sideburns, topped by a starfish of horizontal spikes. Never mind why you would want to do it: HOW could you do it? Elmer’s glue and a cordless drill?” –Proteus
“Again, let me voice my frustration at the cop out that is FW this week. Sure, I know it’s Thanksgiving, and a gym full of turkeys is a real hoot, but why must depression and tragedy take a week off just because it’s Thanksgiving? In fact, in real life, depression and tragedy are what the holidays are all about.” –Allie Cat
“PS: When did Tommie start dressing like she works at Dunkin’ Donuts? Always? Oh, OK. Thanks.” –Badly_Computer_Animated_Boy
“I liken [Apartment 3-G] to ultra-high-speed footage of car safety tests. For what seems like ages we watch the stage get set for a violent spectacle. In agonizing slowness we bear witness to the 2006 Ford Bronco of the other girls’ lives screech straight into the unyielding brick wall that is Margo. Sure, it may take hours, but when the inevitable fiery crash happens, we’ll get to see every fragment of safety glass scatter as Lu Ann and Tommie’s hopes and dreams are hurled through the windshield.” –Trent
“As for the A3G Thanksgiving, I still think Margo’s going to give, or at least attempt to give, everyone smallpox.” –Mikel
“Having never had a gun pointed at me, I’m not sure how I’d react. Demanding the person holding the gun reveal his identity, however, doesn’t strike me as likely. I imagine pleading with the person not to shoot, and maybe inquiring what I can do to make the not shooting more likely. Once the guy started talking about his friend’s bear, I’d know my fate was in the hands of a madman, and I could only hope his rant went on to encompass Dallas in ‘63, or the satanic origins of the UPC symbol. I guess I might consider that someone that crazed might not even think to LOAD a gun, but the snarling attack dog glaring at my genitals would probably just cow me into silence.” –Donald The Anarchist
“Man, Ella sure does bring out the platitudes in Mary Worth. I have feeling these two could carry on a conversation in nothing but droll witticisms. In fact, it’s as if they are occasionally slipping into their native language, sort of the meddling biddy equivalent of Yiddish.” –Bobdog
“And I find the phrase ‘Liz Ritter all but forces Stormy Hicks to go to the Bucket’ profoundly troubling. What is that final straw, I wonder, that final act of depravity that separates ‘all but’ forcing Stormy Hicks to go to the Bucket and actually forcing Stormy Hicks to go to the Bucket? I’m not sure we want our children growing up in such a world.” –Anonymous
“Not to make light of Elizabeth’s serious legal and emotional situation happening in FBOFW, but good lord, what is wrong with her mother’s nose? –CHA5NCE
Also! It may have slipped your mind that fine boat wresting merchandise is available for purchase, no doubt because you are the type who finds it difficult to concentrate on abstract concepts in the absence of visual reinforcement. Well, to offer up just such a memory aid, I present this photo of faithful reader Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener (who is also The Artist Formerly Known As 2fs) attempting to wrestle a wild boat in its native habitat.
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Ned Ryerson
November 26th, 2006 at 11:15 pm
Careful Gadge, you might need a tetanus shot after that match!
Uncle Lumpy
November 26th, 2006 at 11:23 pm
Bobdog – Biddish!
just sarah
November 26th, 2006 at 11:27 pm
Mystery Science Theater 3000- where the inane can be hilarious.
Much like comics and curmudgeonly commentary.
John C Fremont
November 26th, 2006 at 11:31 pm
That’s a formidable boat, but my money’s on Gadge. Wrestle that boat, my brother! I don’t want to sound like Rob Schneider – ever – but none the less, “You can do iiit!”
Sorry about the Rob Scneider bit – I swear it’ll never happen again. Ever.
Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener
November 26th, 2006 at 11:49 pm
At some point in the early to mid- nineties, I found a collection of classic Bushmiller-era Nancy cartoons (I think it was tucked beneath three rocks). The most peculiar image in the book, decontextualized from the rest of the strip, is this one: . This is an actual, unretouched image. No, really.
It might be fun to construct a comic around that one…
Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener
November 26th, 2006 at 11:51 pm
Oh fuck-a-doodle-do, I icked the HTML: the image is here.
Rusty
November 26th, 2006 at 11:58 pm
That lady appears to be on the wrong end of a tetherball line.
Bobdog
November 27th, 2006 at 12:25 am
More information on Boat Wrestling may be found on the internet.
But apparently the most relevant information can be found here.
Canaduck
November 27th, 2006 at 12:48 am
Yay, MST3K!
Yep, that’s pretty much all I have to say. Nice boat wrestling pic, though.
Audible Sigh
November 27th, 2006 at 1:10 am
I’m not sure what this has to do with boat-wrestling. I guess I have just been suckered into the new wave of Internet advertising. *sigh*
Mikel
November 27th, 2006 at 1:19 am
Hooray, I got into the weekly comment round-up! I feel special.
If I get any extra money, I am going to mercilessly advertise my webcomic here. Mercilessly, I say.
AppleGirl
November 27th, 2006 at 1:22 am
6 – Gadge Cubic – That is quite the interesting fantasy that Nancy has. I have a lot more respect for the little rugrat after seeing that.
Hilarious comments, everyone! It was a fun weekend. And I am so glad Josh didn’t mind us having a little MST3K party at his blog while he was out of town.
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 1:51 am
The one solace given for not being chosen as a runner-up in the CotW contest is seeing that delightful photo of the former 2fs — now “Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener” — wrestling a boat. If this were the 1850s and I prone to the wearing of crinolines, I would have to drop my fan. Instead, I will imagine myself as a burlish, randy coxswain throwing him over my shoulder and heading toward the boathouse with him while his wife shrieks in horror. Fear not, dear lady. What I want with him I’m sure you’ve never done… well, maybe you have. But you have to buy that merchandise on other websites.
Mibbitmaker
November 27th, 2006 at 2:02 am
11/27:
Non Sequitur and BBailey: Having these two strips one atop the other in my paper, it leaves a bizarrely surreal impression, like the two okay halves make a great “Nemo in Slumberland” whole.
(DT)GT: Oh, my GOD! What in HELL is HAPPENING!? It MUST be HIDEOUS! I’d WONDER, but I DON’T CARE!!!
A3G: The actual 4-letter word Margo’s thinking of is really the F-bomb, but sexually, not exclamationary (to coin a word?).
FW: Omigod, she’s going to give birth to the Christ child, isn’t she?!
FOOB: Liz’s parents, you really don’t want to know what she said! No, I take that back, you two’d be tickled pink; it’s us (and the FOOBiverse Journal folks) who don’t wanna know!
GF: Uh-oh, another inscrutable week of GF. In all it’s silence, it can’t help remind one of…… “BOOGER!” (and the imagery suggests a literal translation. Ewwwwwww!!)
Nancy: Captain Linger, he ain’t!
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 2:15 am
Yes, LuAnn, Tommie is thinking of the term fuckmonkey giggleschmitz. In Mandarin, it can be written with just four characters. It’s what has caused the smile on Margo’s face and that terrible brown stain on her skirt.
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 2:17 am
Why is Cesar Romero knocking on Ella’s door? Is he some kind of joker?
skulking on the outskirts
November 27th, 2006 at 2:18 am
Dingo, I was going to be helpful and informative and let you know about 2fs’s metamorphosis into the terror of all boats everywhere, but I see you found it already. But I also am wondering where Angry Black Woman has gotten to lately. Anybody have a clue?
And that little image from Nancy…..mmmmm….
…giving me warm tinglies….shit, did I say that out loud?
Jacey
November 27th, 2006 at 2:19 am
Can I just say that Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener is hot?
skulking on the outskirts
November 27th, 2006 at 2:31 am
O.M.G. Dingo, you have *got* to stop putting up links like that without warnings-after looking at that Nancy image, clicking on the “skirt” link was maybe a little more stimulation than I need at work, thank you very Margo-ing much. Then again, maybe I should have known better. I’m still getting funny looks from co-workers after innocently clicking on one of your little offerings.
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 2:36 am
Get in line, Jacey, get in line.
If only Santiago Calatrava had designed those pants of his for afternoon pleasures of the hirsute flesh.
skulking on the outskirts
November 27th, 2006 at 2:37 am
And # 18, Jacey-I agree with you. Quite.
MonkeyHawk
November 27th, 2006 at 3:10 am
(sigh)
Story of my life.
The boat-wrestlers get all the hot chicks.
Cafangdra
November 27th, 2006 at 3:24 am
Wh-why is Fearless Fosdick visiting Mary Worth?
: (
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 3:41 am
Monkeyhawk, have we seen a photo of you? That may be the issue.
Oh, and thanks for callin’ me a hot chick, I guess. Never thought of myself in that way.
Tethys
November 27th, 2006 at 6:02 am
Yay for MST3K! (From someone who stayed up well past her bedtime watching Zombie Nightmare)
Von Zeppelin
November 27th, 2006 at 6:23 am
23 Cafangdra: I thought that was David Niven knocking on Ella’s door.
Von Zeppelin
November 27th, 2006 at 6:29 am
11/27 Mark Trail: “Jack Elrod” apparently is the nom de strip of Jorge Luis Borges or one of those other “magical realism” guys. A couple of weeks ago, Molly was attached to the tree with a chain:
http://www.chron.com/apps/comics/showComick.mpl?date=20061113&name=Mark_Trail
Now this is transmogrified into a rope. This is all of a piece with the ‘Ake Brother’s changing shirt color, Mark’s there-not-there rifle, and the idea that anybody, even a cartoon character, could find Kelly Welly remotely appealing.
MonkeyHawk
November 27th, 2006 at 6:53 am
God lord, Dingo. I’ve been standing in the wrong line!
Von Zeppelin
November 27th, 2006 at 7:05 am
Mallard astonishment alert! Who expected the Republican Party to be depicted in THIS STRIP as a tired old whore?
johnw
November 27th, 2006 at 7:34 am
11/27 DT: Another couple weeks in the clutches of Dr. Froid’s Mindscrambler, and the Tracys will be ready for a permanent move to Charterstone.
GA: Phrase that’s never been uttered or printed before in human history… “awful jaily!” Possibly the next CC t-shirt?
(DT) GT: Panel three looks like a tribute to Roy Lichtenstein’s tributes to the comics. If you wish, substitute “ripoff” for “tribute.”
MT: Hey, wow! Disco moose!
Luann: Hey, wow! Product placement! I hope Greg Evans got a hefty payoff for mentioning Home Depot in his strip today.
yellojkt
November 27th, 2006 at 8:25 am
Everyone knows that the Registered® symbol goes is superscripted instead of subscripted. It’s Luann that is just plain unscripted.
yellojkt
November 27th, 2006 at 8:27 am
And dingo, that is a very dashing picture of you on your personal ad. It looks like you’ve taken down a few boats yourself back in the day.
mcmc
November 27th, 2006 at 8:30 am
MW: That’s Mandrake the Magician, who taught Ella everything she knows about mindreading, and is here to demand repayment. Repayment in the form of advice.
mattt
November 27th, 2006 at 8:43 am
MT- We’ve come to enjoy many of Mark Trail’s amazing talking animals over the years, but I think nothing will–or even can–top today’s amazing talking moose ass.
thithyphuth
November 27th, 2006 at 8:44 am
MT: is that a moose fart speech balloon?
Sheilagh
November 27th, 2006 at 8:51 am
Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener — do you live in Pittsburgh? You look… strangely familiar.
Oh yes, and hot!
smacky
November 27th, 2006 at 8:57 am
Great boat wrestling shot. I love the determination on both sides. Should be a hell of a match!
(DT)GT: Did Bill just lop off his own arm, allowing Stormy to save him and finally become the hero he had pretended to be before? Pretty heavy-handed way to get Stormy back in the good graces of his grilfriend’s mom.
…Maybe Stormy just caught Bill pleasuring himself in the Hansens’ front yard.
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 9:16 am
#32 yellowjkt: “Back in the day”? I would hope that I could take down a full boat now. Working this 10PM-7AM shift at Wal*Mart (yes, a fate worse than death itself) while looking for a job in my field has caused me to go from 240 to 226 pounds so far and from a 40″ pair of jeans to 36″. If it weren’t for the fact that watching her and Gayle wield box cutters and stack stuff in the steel would send me into gails of laughter, I’d recommend the Wal*Mart Diet© on Oprah.
That wonderful photo of Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener (aka “Cachorro”) made me search the internet for the John Irving wrestling poster. Remember that from the days when Garp was released in paperback? For a young man with inclinations toward the beefy, it was the equivalent of Farrah’s swimsuit and teeth photo. I used Google, Ask, Yahoo… none of them had a link to that poster.
Oh, I’ve avoided mentioning this but I also loved MST3K. Avoided mention because unlike y’all, I can’t remember the names of the movies. My favorite though was the large, radioactive spider that came into town, terrorized the school, and killed Mr. Ziffel as the janitor. As the movie went on, they realized the spider didn’t have a theme song and created one. Still gives me a chuckle.
Normally, I wouldn’t look eagerly to the week’s Prickly City. However, I’m curious as to what they’ll do with the two of them falling down the Manga Hole.
Dennis Jimenez
November 27th, 2006 at 9:32 am
MT – Yes – Listen to the farting moose talk, Molly. It will seldom steer you wrong. Let’s shake on it.
Dennis Jimenez
November 27th, 2006 at 9:43 am
JP – I think my reputation will remain in tact, so long as we keep your “gavel polishing” private.
Jeanne
November 27th, 2006 at 9:44 am
RE:
“Having never had a gun pointed at me…,Donald The Anarchist
Thanks for starting my Monday by making me pee my pants. Now I have to go shower again, and everything.
laska
November 27th, 2006 at 9:54 am
Ah, Manos: The Hands of Fate. This site just exists to make me happy: I rediscovered Red Meat, and now I can buy all the seasons of MST3K!!
Mark Trail is gathering animals for a traveling side show: Molly the Wonderbear, and the Ventriliquist Moose are the headliners.
andreavis
November 27th, 2006 at 9:55 am
#38- Dingo, the movie you’re thinking of is “Earth vs. the Spider”, a fine Bert I. Gordon film. Great stuff.
In today’s DTM, I was confused; I thought the acceptable cute moppet contraction of “have to” was “hafta”, not “havta”?
Also confusing: Doc Ock attended the Mark Trail School for Awkward Grammarians with his “your wife is a friend of Spiderman’s” line today.
And I’m really perplexed here: Mallard Fillmore slamming the GOP for not being whore-y enough? And does that make Karl Rove a failed pimp?
These are too many questions, even for a Monday. I’m going back to bed.
yellojkt
November 27th, 2006 at 10:04 am
And congrats to Smitty for COTW. Way to kick it old school style.
yellojkt
November 27th, 2006 at 10:37 am
The Washington Post Style Invitational has a contest to update or displace any comic strip character that runs in the Post comics section (which a slightly different list than their online version). Here is their sample:
We could probably mine the comments section and take spots 1 through 20.
rich
November 27th, 2006 at 10:46 am
A3G: So, what’s the little 4-letter word that has Margo so happy, if it’s not “Eric”?
…”dick”?
Bobdog
November 27th, 2006 at 11:14 am
Oh uh – what will happen if Ella’s advice is crap? It sounds like the world of “advice givers” could suffer from the same dangers as that of prostitutes — abusive, dangerous clientele. I hope Ella is packing heat, or has a pimp to protect her. Otherwise, I say it’s time to start laying down odds as to when Ella “goes to meet Aldo.”
tubbytoast
November 27th, 2006 at 11:30 am
Josh, enjoyed your article in the L.A. Times today.
yellojkt
November 27th, 2006 at 11:54 am
The LA Times article can be found here.
Blissful Ignoramus
November 27th, 2006 at 12:04 pm
I for one am excited about this new character in Mark Trail: Le Pétorignal, the flatulist moose.
dimestore lipstick
November 27th, 2006 at 12:09 pm
Great article, Josh–
“Anything interesting invariably annoys somebody” is deserving of its own T-shirt.
And thanks to yellojkt for the link.
MossMoses
November 27th, 2006 at 12:19 pm
Dingo, I’ve been studying Chinese for years and never came across the four character equivalent of “fuckmonkey giggleschmitz”. Maybe I’ve just been using the wrong text books but which four characters would that be?
When Wilbur Weston says there isn’t room enough for another advice giver in Charterstone, is he counting himself or is he referring to Mary Worth? If he means himself that would be disrespecting Mary Worth. If he means Mary Worth, that implies he does not consider himself an advice giver despite doing it for a living. This confirms my suspicions of Wilbur’s lifelong struggle with abysmally low self esteem. It doesn’t help his cause that he’s a short, pudgy, balding, bespectacled p.o.s. with the very worst combover in comicsdom.
Non-Shannon
November 27th, 2006 at 12:25 pm
Dingo, you make me wish I were a bear. And not the size-shifting, continually imperiled kind.
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 1:14 pm
#53 Non-Shannon: Aw… that’s very sweet of you. If you research beardom (and, yes, I have a certificate in LGBT Studies with an emphasis on that subject), you’ll find that the movement encompasses both men and women (especially in Australia!) and is an offshoot of the women’s movement and its emphasis on the person and not the physical trappings of the person. Well, that’s how it started. What’s happened is that men who look like the Mole Preener (I think we sell those at Wal*Mart for $10.86 in Sporting Goods) are no longer safe to walk the streets without someone “woofing” at them.
I never discuss them on this site but there’s a plethora of comic strips aimed at the “bear.” Surprisingly, many of them are created by Japanese men — a race not known for hirsuteness (sort of like Bella Abzug drawing Lolly).
treedweller
November 27th, 2006 at 1:15 pm
52:
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queek
November 27th, 2006 at 2:10 pm
I’m surprised that no one has taken the snark to Margo’s freakishly long right arm in todays A3G.
Speaking to the Circus kitty: no, you don’t want to go there. The Lions stink! (but the Tigers are getting better.)
Islamorada Girl
November 27th, 2006 at 2:53 pm
Watch out, 2Fs Mole! That trashcan behind you is waiting to jump
on your back!
cheech wizard
November 27th, 2006 at 3:29 pm
56- Yes, and that creepy look of sublime satisfaction on kittycat’s face as she no doubt imagines being serviced by hordes of large, strapping Detroit felines.
BTW, the Lion’s do not “stink.” “Stink” is far too tepid a word to describe the overwhelming rancidness, sulphorous fumes and suffocating rotted flesh gaseousness emitting from that purported sports organization. To even say that they blow dead dogs is an insult to necrobeastiality.
Though you can’t say Matt Millen hasn’t turned this team around. He took a club that was merely mediocre and made it truly awful.
Poteet
November 27th, 2006 at 3:32 pm
Thank you, Josh.
The only downside to the thrill is that since JP has twice catapulted me onto the runners-up list, I’ll feel obliged to keep reading it, even though this campaign is turning into a snorefest that even Celeste will have a hard time awakening.
Poteet
November 27th, 2006 at 3:43 pm
Re the Gadge photo, I’ve never felt so sorry for a boat. It’s obviously doomed to go down during the first round.
BigJoe
November 27th, 2006 at 3:47 pm
TDIET’s “living on the edge” phrase is becoming all the rage in the comics’ community. Check it out, not only is B.C. using it, but The Phantom is too, albeit with a slight variation. “Flying on the edge!”
hogenmogen
November 27th, 2006 at 4:01 pm
Ella Byrd scratches off the last name on her list of Charterstone residents. “Ha. I thought that old biddy would be a tough nut to crack, but I got her hook like & sinker. I’m glad I also suckered the little puke into getting me groceries, because I’m tossing that smelly tuna casserole the first chance I get. Charterstone is MINE! Bwah ha ha heh cough cough… damn.. pacemaker… sht…”
Aldo hands Ella her harp, halo & wings. “She got you too, eh?”
hogenmogen
November 27th, 2006 at 4:02 pm
er… “hook, LINE & sinker”
hogenmogen
November 27th, 2006 at 4:10 pm
MT: Hey, Molly, here’s a surprise for you: We’re going to visit your friend in the hospital!
Molly: Mark, we were just coming from the hospital when I was stolen from your jeep due to your gross neglegence. Is your short term memory so shallow as to forget events that transpired just hours ago, you moron? As a matter of fact, we just got into the accident this morning. You really need to buy a watch, dude.
Some Guy Here
November 27th, 2006 at 4:40 pm
Thankful of us? Josh, I’m very, very much thankful for you! And all the other Cardinals while I’m at it too!
Marion Delgado
November 27th, 2006 at 5:21 pm
I’ve had guns pointed at me, often carelesslly, once seriously. In that case both I and the girl I was talking to slipped out of aim’s way beneath the table then whispered to the nearby people. With visions of being in the paper tomorrow dancing through our heads. Was that smart? I still don’t know. But that is indeed what I did. No dialog at all. Once we contacted security at the bar in question (who did virtually nothing for quite a while, which is why the drunk in question got away scot free), the girl and I talked about it all night. I do think it’s harder to get a critical kill shot through or around a table. There had been a couple of mass shootings in the paper just that week.
I know, I know. Multiple Cold Wars with bears over my possessions, quite-possibly-randomly-homicidal drunks with loaded service revolvers that they level at your head. I have to say, for rural Alaska this all literally is par for the course. Here in Oregon a guy pulled a big knife to mug me and I simply fled. Dialog by me: “you’re fucking NUTS!”
queek
November 27th, 2006 at 5:50 pm
58: Fire Millen! Hire Gil Thorpe!
“serviced by hordes of large, strapping Detroit felines.”
sounds like the AutoMotion gals. . .
(love the nick, btw. Bode’ did great work.)
cheech wizard
November 27th, 2006 at 6:58 pm
Thanks, queek – Vaughn B. left us much too soon. Though autoerotic asphyxiation tends to have that effect on people. I thought the Nat. Lamp. put it best: “He was a convert to the religious practice of Zen Zen, which teaches that nirvanna can be reached by drinking a quart of Jim Beam and pissing into a light socket.”
BTW, an animator named Nigel Hendrikson did a great job of bringing Da Hat to life – see http://nigelanimation.com/cheech_proj/
Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener
November 27th, 2006 at 7:49 pm
I feel like Sally Fields. Thanks for all the love. Send pictures. To answer a few questions: never been to Pittsburgh, never been jumped by a garbage can, don’t like tuna casserole anyway. So, does the gesture Bucky’s making in GF mean anything? Or is it just idiosyncratically Bucky’s?
yudantaiteki
November 27th, 2006 at 8:13 pm
Today’s Slylock Fox is positively scandalous. Here we have Mr. Fox visiting a house of ill-respute by following a beaver (hint, hint). He then “solves the case” by feeling up the earrings of the voluptuous prostitute “Cassandra Cat”. I have a feeling that tomorrow’s puzzle will be “Cassandra Cat has gotten pregnant, and accuses Slylock Fox of being the father. What evidence does Slylock have to suggest that Timmy Tomcat is actually the father?”
(Answer: Foxes and cats can’t mate.)
Christopher
November 27th, 2006 at 8:16 pm
HOLY SHIT! IT’S JUDGE PARKER!!!!!
I guess maybe this doesn’t mean as much to the rest of you, but for years my paper only carried one soap opera strip: Judge Parker.
I read it off and on for years, waiting and waiting for Judge Parker (Or even just somebody who was a Judge OR a Parker) to come along.
This is like Godot actually showing up, for me.
As for the rest of the comics:
Mallard Fillmore: Yes, your failure to vote put people who don’t represent your issues put people who don’t represent your issues in charge.
It’s a well-known facet of political theory that if you don’t think either party represents your interests, you should vote for whichever party Mallard Fillmore likes best. Seriously, this goes back at least to Thomas Paine.
Actually, To be honest I’m not entirely sure what the point of this strip means. What does he mean calling them “big spenders” in quotation marks?
Heart of the City: Considering that the anal probe has long been a staple of “alien abduction” jokes, and the fact that Hornswoggle even calls them buggers, it’s hard not to read this as a commentary on young… uh, Carl? Larry? Dean! Young Dean here’s budding sexuality.
Mary Worth: Or else what? Is Vincent Price here going to shoot Ella in the kneecaps if her advice isn’t top notch?
Prickly City: Look out Tokyopop!
Also, jesus those hyperlinks are hard to read online. It says http://www.shira-chan.deviantart.com if you want to look up Stantis’ fill-in artist without your eyeballs exploding the way mine did.
Rex Morgan: MD: Man, this abusive meth-head keeps his appartment cleaner then mine.
And cripes, June, unless you came here barefoot, I don’t think that just walking around is gonna give you any germs.
Sally Forth: Ah, the most under-rated classic arcade game of them all.
While there was a Q*Bert cartoon, and there was, for instance, a Pac-Man christmas special, I don’t know if there was actually a Q*Bert holiday special.
Slylock Fox: What the hell?! How are we supposed to know her earrings were cold? Feel the page?
Man, Slylock Fox is such a cheater.
They’ll do It Everytime: I can actually kind of relate to this one, tangentially at least.
Whenever you read the health section of the paper, Doctors always talk about how people should get yearly check-ups and stuff, but we live in a society where, if you don’t have insurance, going in for something as “frivolous” as a yearly check-up can not only be prohibitively expensive, it can also unearth a chronic condition.
And if you don’t have health insurance when the doctor finds the problem, good luck getting future insurance to actually cover any related costs.
So, while this has never happened to me, as a poor person, I can relate to the frustration of having a system that works hard to discourage you from going to the Doctor for anything less then a missing limb, and yet simultaneously chastises you for not seeing your doctor frequently.
Sorry to get sorta political there.
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 9:04 pm
#69 Mole Preener (Hmm… interesting you chose to be 69): Sally Fields? Sally FIELDS? Who, praytell, is Sally Fields? Is this a Milwaukee aberration? Adding an “s” to words?
Soldier Field, not Soldiers Field
Wrigley Field, not Wrigley’s Field
Sally Field, not Sally Fields
It is, however, Strawberry Fields (like forever, man)
For this egregious action, I think you need to send to all of us a photo of you shirtless. Yes, that’ll do it.
For now.
Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener
November 27th, 2006 at 9:28 pm
#72: Can I help it that my computer omitted not only an apostrophe but also the entire phrase, uh, “heart all going a-pitter-pat”? Damned computery things. Shirtless, eh? I actually have a pseudo-artsy self-portrait that fits that bill, from like 1981 or so – if I can find it, I might scan it.
For the rest of you: to prevent me from doing this, send money. Thank you.
Vince M.
November 27th, 2006 at 9:36 pm
All this MST3K talk has revived a deep-seated irrational fear of mine that Mister B. Natural is going to do a guest spot on ‘Pibgorn’.
Dingo
November 27th, 2006 at 11:00 pm
#73 Hmm… I think you should send both: one from 1981 from your days of youthful exuberance and gay boulevardierism and another from now since daylight and gravity kicked down your door and dragged you kicking and screaming into adulthood.
btw, I must ask what is going on with your right thigh. Those black pantaloons you are wearing give it the countenance of a lesbian superhero named Hamhocks. The left thigh looks normal.
I still want to videotape that boat wrestling session. Make you a star in India and Japan.
Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener
November 27th, 2006 at 11:27 pm
Dingo – you’re right, there’s something odd about my right thigh in that picture. Can’t figure out what…unless it’s just exactly the right angle such that my housekeys are bulging out. Trust me: it’s only housekeys. I am a merciful boat wrestler – and would not want to raise your hopes unduly regarding my endowment. By which I mean, of course, the amount of that full boat-wrestling scholarship to State College.
mumbles
November 28th, 2006 at 1:13 am
FOOB: Apparently Elly is a subscriber to Woody Allen’s philosophy, that “eighty percent of success is just showing up.” Granthony is a superior mate choice to Dudley DoRight…. because he complied with a subpoena.
Seriously how tough could the questions to Granthony had been? He showed up. He saw the assault. He broke up the assault. Of course this being Granthony it’s amazing if he got through stating his name for the record without a full-throttle diarrhea attack.
skulking on the outskirts
November 28th, 2006 at 1:57 am
Marion Delgado, # 66-Rural Alaska, you say? Were you by any chance in a place called Bernie’s Roadhouse, and did you see a woman named Kate Shugak there? She would have had a large wolf/husky hybrid with her.
Anonymous
November 28th, 2006 at 8:50 am
69 Gadge,
Bucky is supposed to be pointing his index and middle fingers at his eyes, then at Pinky, in an “I’ve got my eyes on you” gesture. Unfortunately, it’s hard to pull that off with paws.
nashtbrutusandshort
November 28th, 2006 at 10:20 am
A gay colleague of mine once swore to me that a gay euphemism for anal sex is “driving to Memphis.” Neither of us could figure that one out.
SmartPeopleOnIce
November 28th, 2006 at 10:51 am
#60 (Poteet) Re the Gadge photo, I’ve never felt so sorry for a boat. It’s obviously doomed to go down during the first round.
And apologies if someone already said this (and shame on all of you if no one has) but, clearly: we’re gonna need a bigger boat…
Dingo
November 28th, 2006 at 12:20 pm
SmartPeopleOnIce, I love you and want to bear your children!
willowbarcelona
November 28th, 2006 at 7:19 pm
#20 Dingo, stop me before I ask you to our Jan. 6th Tres Reyes (3 Kings) dinner, but no where else on the planet is there a blog where the revered name of Spanish architect Santiago Calatrava would find its way into a discussion of trouser fashion. Comics Curmudgeon may be the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Con todo mi corazon, muchas gracias, Dingo. You have made my day.
http://www.spanish-living.com/regional/Valencia_city-of-arts-and-science.php
Dingo
November 29th, 2006 at 11:27 am
Thank you, willowbarcelona. I would love to attend your Tres Reyes dinner. With any luck, I’ll be the one to find the Christ child in the cake and, that way, all of your guests may exclaim, “The dingo got the baby!”