Some sad stories
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Blondie, 10/3/26
I know you can’t expect dreams to make actual narrative sense, but I think it’s OK to expect dreams that someone wrote and put into a linear storytelling form like a comic strip to make at least a certain degree of narrative sense. Like, in the first panel, I assumed this was going to be a classic boomer gripe about the kids today and their pumpkin spice lattes, which our heroic police are going to put an end to once and for all. But this cop handing Blondie a giant bag of pumpkin spice profits in the second panel certainly complicates things! I also find it upsetting that the anthropomorphic muffin vanishes between these two moments. Presumably the officer took it out back, murdered it with his prominently displayed gun, and then extracted its valuable spice content to reward Blondie for snitching.
Beetle Bailey, 10/3/26
Here’s a sentence I’ve never written or even thought before: I find the facial expressions in the second panel of today’s Beetle Bailey genuinely haunting. They aren’t looking on in lurid pleasure at the sex and violence on screen as you might expect: they look somber and deeply emotionally affected by what they’re watching. Yet the warning still drew them to the TV, like moths to a flame.
101 replies to “Some sad stories”
Curtis: Isn’t that casual pubescent sexual harassment so cute!
Mary Worth: is the second parrot claiming that one of the lovers cried out their ecstasy … in Spanish? Or is it … translating? Or is it saying “my God this is a stupid storyline!”
Blondie:
Remember the old TV ad campaign spots, “This is your brain…this is your brain on drugs”? Well, this is your comic strip on drugs.
Mary Worth:
“My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!”
“My goodness, Sunny, you’re picking up English rather handily, aren’t you.”
Beetle Bailey:
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY MIGHT BE DISTURBING
“Wow — they’ve turned Judge Parker into a TV show?”
Blondie: There’s something I really don’t like about the placement of the policeman’s hands, which almost looks like he’s placing that muffin between his butt cheeks for safekeeping.
BB: I know that there’s only so much room for text in these panels but there’s something funny about the short, blunt message that does not sound a thing like a warning carefully drafted by a stands and practices department. “The following story may be disturbing. We’re not sure, we haven’t checked. Oops, here it is now….”
Beetle Bailey:
Beetle is nonchalant about this. With that hat pulled over his eyes, he can’t see a thing anyway.
Blondie: The message of this dream is that Blondie has gone all-in on pumpkin spice-flavored items at her catering business, and is worried that it might not be profitable, especially because the one thing she doesn’t sell is coffee. (And also, people are already sick of pumpkin spice, which has been offered at other places since August, and have moved on to apple and maple and banana flavorings for their autumn treats.) Then again, given the overly detailed rendering of the cop’s gun in her imagination, this could also be a very, very weird sex dream. I’m guessing that when Dag asks “Are you okay?,” he’s genuinely worried.
MW: “oh Mary, oh Mary” is what Mary screams while in the grip of orgasmic delight. There is no god but Mary.
Oh heavens, Dagwood has finally corrupted Blondie. After years where he dreams of chasing sandwiches the height of refrigerators, now he has her doing it. And worse, not for mere gluttony but for soulless life-taking profit. Maybe in her next nightmare, the discarded paper cup from the murdered pumpkin slice muffin will give her a baleful, accusing stare from the trash can.
Beetle Bailey : “I-Is that an ELEMENTARY SCHOOL!?” “Yeah, Sarge really went to town there.” “…!!!” “Relax, they said he only ATE his victims!” “THAT JUST MAKES IT WORSE!” “Relax, I don’t think the govt infected him with some kind of zombie virus, and we’re gonna start doing stuff like that too, it’s just the way Sarge is, he just got THAT hungry.” “THAT JUST MAKES IT EVEN WORSE!”
…Too far?…*************
Blondie : I think what’s supposed to be happening is that Blondie receives the equivalent of money she would have made had she given in to the pumpkin spice fad, as a reward for putting an end to it. Like, she’s getting compensated whereas all the people who WOULD have played along with the fad get nothing.
…À propos of nothing, why DO newspaper comics hate the pumpkin spice fad so much? I swear that’s the only place I hear (read?) people get that opiniated against it!
Mary Worth:
“Oh, Ian, are you getting ready to ‘toss the caber,’ or are you just happy to see me?”
Blondie: The most disturbing element of this comic to me is its Inception like nature. If I’m following the thought bubble correctly, the first panel is a dream of the gun in the second panel. A sad indictment of our society that our weapons dream of a world where the economy is based on physical violence against the exploitable, but it’s not – it’s simply about the police being the agents of capital.
Blondie has an inner life now? Are they going to start showing the living room from the side she’s facing?
Blondie: Nice of the officer to share a bag of loot he derived from their town’s rather draconian asset forfeiture laws.
“No pumpkin spice on my watch” He says.
Phantom Did we know that Muskmelon’s Moon-bot was a _prototype_(and one, I presume, that they don’t have easy-duplication plans for)? Because while he clearly misread the Evil Overlord List and is getting all the things to do / not do _backwards_, I think we’re now in “add new things to the list” territory what with “send my revolutionary tech that will conquer the world off on its mission when I only have one prototype I can’t replace” and “explain my plans over a remote loudspeaker to a henchman when the remote’s sensors indicated an enemy was in the area before shutting down”
@Anonymous: re: BB – Sarge as Tarrare finally succumbing to the insatiable hunger? Yeeks.
B. Bailey: (And now to the scene) The ideological clowns are out….
Blondie: With all my heart, I hope that Blondie said “YES!” in the exact voice of sportscaster Marv Albert.
BB: It must be pretty bad, because it’s even gotten to Killer … and Killer is named Killer.
Blondie: The latest news is that pumpkin spice is becoming passe, with consumers seeking new flavor trends and some establishments leaving it off their fall menu for the first time in years. So it makes sense that Blondie is out here riffing on it.
@Anonymous: Re: Blondie: Because they dared to do something different than it was “back in their day”, when dinosaurs ruled the earth and they dis it all without asking their “permission”, the nerve!
(Incidentally I think your assessment about what’s going on here is correct, but in a perverse kinda way, I dig it because a professional getting money for refusing to give their clients what they want seems very apropos for the comics page.)
Blondie took the time to put on an apron between panels. Is this considered flirting in the catering world?
SF: Finally, someone willing to stand up to Big Pumpkin Spice!
@Bob Tice: Oddly, Blondie and Dagwood are probably the only two comic strip characters that I wouldn’t want Rachel Leigh Cook bludgeoning with a frying pan.
I don’t get the hate for Pumpkin Spice (because it’s trendy?)
If people don’t like it, no-one is forcing them to buy it. Just buy what they want and live their lives.
@The Rambling Otter: I mean, I don’t care for Pumpkin Spice (it’s just another flavor to me) but I don’t see the point of why people viciously rant about it online. Again, it’s just a flavor.
C’shaft: THAT’S STILL NOT FUNNY
Dustin: Elementary school kids do not play baseball in PE class–there’s too much organization involved and the slow pace practically guarantees you’ll have people horsing around or sneaking out their phones inside five minutes. Maybe if Parker and Kelly knew that, their mocking of the nerdy unathletic kid would feel merely callous and cruel instead of openly hypocritical.
GT: Well no wonder Valley Tech is having such a hard time; how can they catch a football that blends seamlessly into the night sky like that?
Luann: Not if half of what I’ve heard about nursing homes is true.
JP: Dammit, you’d think a top CIA agent would get kidnapped a lot less….
@The Rambling Otter: I don’t hate it either but I will mock the absurdity of it showing up everywhere including dog treats and SPAM :)
BLONDIE: Not to get all “Freudian” on your asses, but this is definitely a representative sex dream too (Blondie’s enthusiastic “YES!” at the end cinches it because she finally gets to use facial expression #2.) Two noteworthy aspects of this erotic fantasizing is that the man chasing after Blondie’s muffin (mmm-hmm!) is decidedly not her husband (see, because ironically enough, it’s the only thing he hasn’t eaten) and that Blondie’s inner sensuality has been so deadened by the blight of her suburban ennui that even her “hunky” cop has a midsection as doughy as the baked good he is chasing, to confirm to neighborhood aesthetics of course. How sad.
RMMD-See ya around when you have an interesting story.”
FC-And that’s how the Keanes were excommunicated.
Blondie:
You might think that the first two panels of this strip are simply sequential parts of Blondia’s dream, but pay close attention to the bubble trails: the second panel is Blondie’s dream, while the first panel is a dream of the police officer’s gun within Blondie’s dream. This really should have been a Sunday strip, so we could have seen what the muffin’s shoes were dreaming about, and so on until the first panel is a nightmarish hellscape depicting total war between the race of man and the diabolical Muffinoids.
Blondie: again:
Unlike Blondie, if my fall involved watching the police chase around a sentient muffin, I would definitely not be okay, even if I did get a pumpkin spice-based settlement for pain and suffering.
Ran across a bookmarked MW this morning and realized that this arc has been going on for at least a month. Are we so inured to the pain that the hammer hitting our knee no longer hurts?
LUANN: Hah! You can tell with panel #3 that the Evans really do not know a thing about nursing homes.
LUANN (2): Mrs Horner: “Obviously as an older lady, I no longer feel any type of sensual desire or have any womanly needs whatsoever, because ewww, who’d want to think about old broads getting aroused, so the only stimulation I can get now is being an enabler for mentally-challenged child-women, as is my status as ‘daffy old crone’ stereotype.”
LUANN (3): Also I love how Luann is pretending that this isn’t her life now. (Hilariously enough, now that I think about it, Brad and Toni don’t have to do those things either. Heh! Guess you’re not that “special” at all, Mrs. Horner.)
MW: “Awk! Sexo telefonico! Oy vey!”
BB: It takes a lot to disturb these hardened soldiers; they’ve seen Sarge eating in bed.
Ripley: Jonathan Whaya of West Jakarta, Indonesia, owns an electrical underwater potato!
6Chx: Refusing to fall into the autumnal pumpkin spice maelstrom, Piro goes instead with “Some days are hot; some days are cool. Weird.”
Beetle – If those guys want to have any place to sit in front of the TV, they really have to stop watching Stories So Disturbing They’ll Shrink Your Couch.
9CL: What a superb three-day arc! First there was one cat; then there were a lot of cats; now here’s one cat again. Somebody’s still got to clean the cat shit out of the piano, though.
“The spice must flow” shouts Blondie, as she opens her suddenly bright-blue eyes.
Don Abundio, translated:
“My mother made the world’s best chicken soup!”
“And this is exactly like it!”
“Thank you, sir”
“His mother must have bought the same brand!”
[On can: MAMA PINA’S CHICKEN SOUP]
@2+2=7:
On Luann, point 1 : For sure GREG doesn’t know, but maybe Karen does? She does the writing, and subtly putting “living in a retirement home with no visitors ever is IDYLLIC, actually” is her trying to put an idea in his head?
…Too far?…***********
On Luann, point 2 : it’s weird how this is the opposite of Bernice/Nancy’s rapport, where it’s “don’t complain about your hormones, you’ll miss ’em when they’re gone, and regret not acting out on them when you could!” Makes you wonder which of the two messages the Evansii believe is the correct one
(it’s the one with Bernice and Nancy, ie BOTH of Karen’s self-inserts)***********
On Luann, point 3 : But Luann has to work the NIGHT SHIFT part-time! *AND* she has to attend *TWO* college classes! IT’S SOOOO HARD, WHAT A STRENUOUS SCHEDULE! /sarcasm
I’m just wondering what Blondie was muttering in her sleep that caused Dagwood to wake up.
Blondie- it seems that the only people going absolutely crazy about pumpkin spice are cartoonists. I honestly haven’t heard any of my friends talk about it, I don’t think I’ve ever had anything pumpkin flavored other than pumpkin pie. So many strips squack about it. Time to start trashing fruit cakes.
BB: “Shock and horror spread across the Internet today after a certain Amos Halftrack uploaded a video in which he consummates his marriage.”
Mary Worth:
Oh, Mary!
Well, you came and you strayed without baking….
— Barry Manilow (adapted)
Curtis: Can we acknowledge how weird it is that this character is named Chutney? I know Curtis has been in newspapers since the 1980s but it’s still very weird.
Chutney is a highly versatile, flavorful condiment originating from the Indian subcontinent that is used as a dip, spread, or side dish to complement and balance a meal. The word comes from the Hindi/Urdu word cha?n?, which literally translates “to lick” or “to taste”.
MW- Relax, Toby. He’s just mimicking Marilyn Manson’s “Long Hard Road Back From Hell.”
Zits: Jeremy’s mother is probably amazing at the Kama Sutra. How long do you think it took the artist to figure out a way to draw this pose that didn’t look like some sort of incest?
I just caught up on the comics after a week of vacation. It is striking to see how MW and RMMD didn’t advance the plot one iota, but FG went clean from plotting the attack on Brazor’s Keep to setting up a confrontation between Flash and Ming today.
Blondie: Terrified knowing that, somewhere out there, the 1st Pumpkin Spice is still haunting the city! That… thing escaped, right? It escaped, just like the Gingerbread Man, and like the Gingerbread Man, it will kill again!
Daddy Daze: A child who can walk or jump should not also be able to sit in the palm of your hand like a hamster. Also they usually have noses. I’m starting to question if the people who make this comic know anything at all about human children. Is this a Rosemary’s Baby situation?
FC – The priest replies, “Jesus. Jesus crayoned my windows.” But you have to do it in a spooky voice.
My first thought on Blondie dreaming about food was shit, it’s contagious. But if this is the start of the comic turning into a horror strip where people start turning into Dagwoods instead of zombies, bring it on!
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The troops are watching Dagwood and the newly infected Blondie having lunch together for the first time.
I’m not even really joking about the horror. I can imagine a movie about people developing Dagwood’s appetite and how that would escalate in a world where we know for a fact now that most people prioritize their own comfort and convenience over other people’s lives.
Pluggers: I really don’t want to think about how all the freakish animals in Pluggers have sex with each other but this comic where the “child” is some kind of dog-kangaroo hybrid means that the Pluggers are definitely having sex and that is very disturbing.
PHANTOM: The white-haired man behind Kit is confusing unless that is Mollusk before his dye job. And he is shown as a memory of Kit.
Blondie: …So, like, this is Blondie having a wet dream about leaving Dagwood for a cop, right?
Beetle Bailey: It actually took me a solid two minutes to figure out what the “joke” of this was supposed to be. It feels like a third panel was chopped off.
@Will: Flash Gordon is a freak of nature in the current newspaper strips, in that it actually does the bare minimum of storytelling like what you’d expect from literally any other media. Even if it weren’t good (which it is), it’d easily be winning as the best strip in the papers just by virtue of how it has coherent writing, a modest pace, good art, interesting characters and other qualities that you’d expect to find in any halfway decent work of fiction.
@Anonymous: Probably about two hours.
@Anonymous: Normally I would presume that it’s a semi-offensive “name foreigner character after a random word from their language” thing, but Chutney seems to be a African-American kid, not Indian, so what the hell? You know its bad when the possible racist joke would be less incoherent than the finished product.
@Unca Bob: I’ll do you one better and note that pumpkin-spice latte jokes are very quickly starting to take on the same cadence as “women be shopping” type humor.
@Vulpes: On Blondie(1): Ah, but what does the Muffinoid’s lapel pin dream about? Blondie telling Dagwood about the dream she had.
@TheDiva: Well, as we all know, a sure sign of a trend being on its way out is when Blondie makes a reference to it.
@2+2=7: @Anonymous: In regards to the Evansii, I gotta admit, I do have a sinking suspicion that one of the reasons for Luann’s trademark weird, pathetic puritanism is just that the father and daughter writing team don’t feel like really conversing about the sex lives of the characters with one another like they’d have to if they didn’t write their cast as behaving like they’re stuck in the 50s.
It’s absolutely not the entire reason and I’ll never stop ripping the comic to pieces for that neo-puritanism and conformism as it’s something I’m opposed to on a personal, ideological level, but I do think it’s a factor. Even then, it’s a factor they bring on themselves with this father-daughter duo setup they’re doing and their refusal to acknowledge one another as adults who presumably can do adult things like have sex. Like, I get it, I wouldn’t exactly ever be hopping to chat about my sex life with my parents (certainly not in explicit detail), but I’m also not some immature moron who pretends they don’t engage with one another sexually because “EW, GRODY” and they’re likewise not freaks who see me as some pure, chaste thing.
It’s notable, I think, that the characters historically hit hardest by Luann’s “NO RECREATIONAL SEX, ONLY NUCLEAR FAMILY BUILDING” ideals are the younger adults and the senior citizens, as highlighted here, where the comic seems to imply the utterly delusional claim that old people don’t have sex (lol, lmao) and Luann talking like she’s still a teenager and not a college age adult (in her twenties at least) who in real life would probably be getting laid semi-regularly. Greg Evans was in his mid-sixties and Karen her thirties when she took up co-writing the comic fourteen years ago.
@Anonymous: That reminds me of a great My Cage strip, shortly after Norm the platypus gets his wife, Bridget the dog, pregnant.
Bridget: “Am I going to lay an EGG!?”
Norm: “I don’t know!!”
FG:
Hello, Flash. I knew you’d be visiting so I baked a cake. It’s your favorite, Italian cream.
Blondie: “Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man… do you know the muffin man, whose appearance no-one can explain…”
@Anonymous: Grandpa Simpson: What? You don’t want to hear your elderly father talk about Sex? I HAD Sex…
Blondie: Here we see where the Bumsteads’ priorities differ. If Dagwood spent his dream chasing a pumpkin spice muffin that stole the Gingerbread Man’s lines, the dream would just end with him eating the muffin. Blondie, on the other hand, better get paid for it to be worthwhile.
Dana Gould, in his Dr. Z persona, posited that Beetle Bailey was killed on Omaha Beach and the entire comic strip takes place in his head, in his final moment between life and death. I will never look at Beetle Bailey in the same way.
Crankshaft – “Everyone buying gallons of cider and spider donuts” has officially replaced Jumped the Shark.
No one thought to buy a bag of just plain apples?
I love how Batiuk always has a character referring to Crankshaft’s previous mangling of a name as if he were Will Rogers or a member of the Algonquin Round Table.
FC – @Liam: That happens when Dolly asks him where he bought his dress.
Gasoline Alley – Tarnation! Lincoln printed that note hisself on his own laser printer! It would be worth a fortune.
JP – So April left home in the morning and didn’t pick up Charlotte to take her to school. Then she apparently returned home and spent some time there. She then left to pick up Charlotte from school but didn’t show up. As cloak and dagger crap goes, this is bullcrap.
Neddy’s car’s headlights give it an angry expression. I know how it feels.
Rex Morgan – In the past couple of weeks we’ve seen characters talk about taking a road trip to see cheesy roadside attractions, characters talk about how good the food is at Jordan Like the Country’s restaurant, characters talk about moving to town, characters talk about making sure they’re on a mailing list, and now characters wishing each other a nice day. Beatty apparently has no interest in writing about medical issues (which could possibly be interesting), but could he PLEASE have something, anything, actually happen in this snoozefest? Well, anything except roots country.
@Ukulele Ike: That person has a more pleasant job than whoever has to clean up the mess from Lolly and her thrall.
@Peanut Gallery: Ick. Maybe Norm’s next-door neighbor, the turkey who was hopelessly bigoted toward any animal that was not another turkey, had the right idea. “At least I know what I’m gettin’ in the baby department. I’m gettin’ an egg, sure as eggs is eggs.”
@I speak Jive: re: Crank: “Ha, ha. Grandpa always displayed such a fine wit!”
”No….no, grandpa was just stupid. You know he didn’t learn to read until he was 78, don’t you? Puts you back a few steps in the smarts department.”
Crank: Okay, glad we’ve finally got that sorted out. Of course, getting Thursday’s punchline to belatedly make sense comes at the expense of rather stepping on it, but it’s not like it was funny anyway. Batty is the only cartoonist I know who mercy-kills his own jokes.
OTF: “This bag represents the huge sense of regret that’s the natural result of having a meeting with my boss! I’m doing an elaborate bit where I present it to you in case you don’t regret it, so you know you should! I’m literally unfireable!”
RMMD: You know, I really wasn’t sure how Beatty could maintain the pace of this story right up to the climax, but he managed it!
9CL: I’m going to spare myself some heartache and assume the cat is just watching Edda play piano. Leave it at that.
C-Shaft: “Spider donuts” are revealed to be cider donuts and the nation can release its collective bated breath.
Dustin: Hayden should let the ball hit him. It would get him on base and make the crying look a little better.
GT: Hearty congratulations to the sporting equipment salesman who convinced the league that a black football would look cool in night games, rather than be impossible to find.
JP: April has been abducted by the Russian mob enough times to get a free t-shirt, although she’ll probably kill everybody before they can give it to her.
Lockhorns: Thinking a few steps ahead, Loretta starts gathering the ingredients needed to make prison wine. As to what she expects to be imprisoned for, let’s just say Leroy will be surprised.
MW: Even if Mary and Ian were doing the horizontal mambo in his condo, I don’t see either of them calling out to the Almighty in Spanish. In fact they both seem like they’d stay on the safe side by shouting, “Oh my gosh!” “By golly” optional.
Phantom: Mollusk is pissed because his (sigh) Me-Bot went missing just as it had learned to point at its own head.
RMMD: And so a week that takes “Nothing is happening” to new levels snores to a close.
@ectojazzmage:
#59. LUANN: you protest that this strip, like “Lola” and “Pluggers” ignores senior sex. That may be because we have something different, if not better. There is a slight itch, a tickle, the tension builds and builds, and finally, the release! But twenty minites ago though the sneeze didn’t come, the pressure had disappeared. It was good for me, thank you.
Blandie: I always liked that trope, people being paid in large bags of money. Not any specific amount, just “a bag of money” just wait until Blondie opens it up, and it contains a few pennies and four bricks.
MW: I’m on team “Mary and Ian were getting it on”
Too many “contrived coincidences” for it to not be.
Rex Morgan, is somehow actually less interesting than “The Christmas Tree”
I mean, sure the latter (like The Room) is entertaining by how bad it is, Rex Morgan doesn’t even get that, it’s just there and terrible.
BABY BLUES: In panel 1, Zoe’s walking around outside with only socks on her feet. Then, by panel 3, they magically turn to flip-flops!
Beat Up Bailey: Its interesting how many first time reactors of “Airplane!” identify Robert Stack as “the Unsolved Mysteries guy”.
Sex Organ V.D. : Has anyone shipped Mud and Mae Mae as “Mud Mud” yet?
Low & Highless: Suggestion #1 — Set your lawn on fire.
Late Thread Cuisine: This totally does not represent what Ian’s doing to Mary’s muffin.
Mary’s Worst: Called it! ,but admittedly, you didn’t exactly need Kreskin to forsee that the parrot would be the stool pigeon.
@Rover Berkeley: She was wearing the flip-flops underneath the water-soluble socks.
Blondie the Neighborhood Bumstead presents the pilot for “The Adventures of Pumkin! — The Edible, Sexable, Pumpkin Spice Cupcake” written and directed by Depressed Chick. Look for it wherever fine comics are sold, because sometimes stuff like this gets mixed in with the good stuff!
9cl — first there was a cat taking a dump on a piano. Then there were multiple cats doing the same. Today we’ve got a cat barfing on a piano.
@Baja Gaijin: Mmmmmm.
Frosting.
Oh.
Were you referring to the cupcakes?
So…the bland, no-narrative-flow conversation at the park is STILL more interesting than what Rex Morgan is doing? Is that being legally dead?
@Artist formerly known as Ben: “GT: Hearty congratulations to the sporting equipment salesman who convinced the league that a black football would look cool in night games, rather than be impossible to find.”
In the late 1940s/early 1950s, the NFL used all-white footballs with dark stripes on the ends as they were phasing in night games.
@Baja Gaijin:
I’ve no idea what a yeast cake is, and now I really, really want to know.
And I know me giving a random shout-out to Flash Gordon is neither new nor bold, but today’s strip? DAMN.
Well I imagine they *ate* the muffin
Mark Trail Mix: Sad that the surviving members of ZZ Top have to degrade themselves as Mark Trail extras.
@Al of the Christian Singles Jungle Patrol: 9cl — first there was a cat taking a dump on a piano. Then there were multiple cats doing the same. Today we’ve got a cat barfing on a piano.
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Just a viral ad for the new 69 Weird Chick Lame movie: “3 Cats, One Piano”
And that, like Marv, she has a hair weave and is wearing lace panties that chafe.
@The Rambling Otter: Yeah, Blondie would be well advised to say “Hold on there, chief” and count it in front of him before he leaves.
@Baja Gaijin: They look like they’d be pretty tasty desserts, albeit very messy if they were warm at all. (Yes, I’m ignoring the Ian/Mary association.)
@UncleJeff: See, that makes a little more sense.
@84 UncleJeff: True. Ian’s not frosting Mary’s muffin. [wink]
@87 A Grave Mind: In this case, it’s what Americans would call a fruit cake.
@93 Artist formerly known as Ben: The yeast cakes are to be frosted once they’ve cooled.
@GarrisonSkunk: I preferred them as cameos in the old “Space Quest” computer game.
Although, I believe ZZ Top sued Sierra for that, along with Universal Pictures (The Blues Brothers) Toys-R-Us, The BBC (Doctor Who) among many other lawsuits in that one game alone.
And Sierra never stopped copyright infringing within their games until the company closed their doors years later.
@A Grave Mind: “Hey, I just read a book about you! You’re like, 150 years old, huh? You want I should bring you a nice glass of prune juice before I lop your head off?”
@Pozzo: . Is this considered flirting in the catering world?
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No, but it is in the Dagwood world (Worlds are colliding Jerry! Worlds are colliding!)
@A Grave Mind: I’ve no idea what a yeast cake is, and now I really, really want to know.
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Its what made Lucy Recardo’s bread loaf reach Depressed Chick sex Sandwhich length. (and they say tv doesn’t teach anything!)
@GarrisonSkunk: snerk!
Blondie – Blondie creators are attempting to break from their normal “Dagwood dreams of food” trope, and inject Heathcliff level Dadaism, without understanding what makes Heathcliff strips featuring a Beef Cider Blimp work.
Beetle Bailey – The soldiers of Camp Swampy are trained to handle the danger and horrors of war, but some of the civilians they are protecting commit crimes so heinous it breaks their morale.
@Baja Gaijin: One of the few advantages of posting so late at night is feeling freer to be gross, and I gotta say that something about the shape and texture of that cake on the right reminds me just a little of the stinkhorn mushroom Phallus ravenelii. I don’t recommend looking it up.