By admin | May 30, 2014 - 11:26 am
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So what? It’s childbirth, not a disease! You’re young and healthy, Nina, with a iron constitution…you can do it!
[To be honest, the best part of mashing this was looking for a picture of a rodeo cowboy. I Googled “bucking bronco,” and this was one of the options…I don’t think this was actually a Bucking Bronco, given the spokesperson…]
Well, Luann’s latest (imaginary) boyfriend is returning to Australia. And after three or six years of being in the States, little Miss Tease hasn’t gotten further than first base with him (maybe not even that far). Of course, with him nearly stepping on the plane, suddenly she’s hot to trot.
Well, sweetie, I think the horse has left the barn. Or the barn door’s been left open. Or someone’s been ridden hard and put away wet…
love is… is not on my reading list. I try to avoid it at all costs? Why? Because it’s saccharine, puerile, and badly drawn?
No. Because it gives me ideas. As opposed to the theme song of HBO’s True Blood, I do NOT want to “do bad things with you.” Nope… I want to do bad things to you.”
The first is a given. It really didn’t need to be dressed up for just about every commenter at CC to give the alternate caption, so this is dedicated to all of those fine folks.
No one commented on this one. I’m pretty sure this strip has devolved into “Here’s your pistol. There’s the fish-filled barrel. Knock yourself out.”
And pointing to your butt IS one way to say “bottom” (in this context) in ASL. No kidding!
…I’m sure this would beat it hands down.
On the other hand, doing this little mashup posed an interesting quandary: Were Brooke Shields and Christopher Atkins REALLY that suntanned, or are people from New York City REALLY that pale? Verging on vampiric pale?
[A little background: Trey the Architect first because interested in this field when his father built an igloo for him in the backyard, and young Trey “wanted to live in that cold blue space forever. ” Blue Lagoon — blue igloo — Margo’s arms — there’s an uncanny similarity at work here.]
Oh, yeah…NSFW, I suppose.
When close to a traced copy of a May 2010 panel is used for a February 2011 “joke,” Comics Curminions (like CC’s own Cooler King) take note. And then make uncanny links:
Poor Ziggy. The ultimate Everyman with the Whole World Conspiring Against Him.
So, he has a bad job (I think), only $10 for dinner, and a hankering for Italian cuisine. Evidently there isn’t an Olive Garden in Ziggyland, where you can get the endless breadsticks and soup and salad for under 10 bucks, so he goes to his local cucina and is mercilessly ridiculed by the waiter.
This has to STOP!, at least for one day.
This might be the only time it happens in 2011, Zig, but Happy Endings New Year.