So the 23 December Pibgorn strip concludes a few days of Santa hearing mysterious sleigh bells and running to it in a panic, only to find Dasher and Dancer going at it. (In the words of Dave Barry, “No, I am not making this up.”)
Mark and I do our best to salvage the situation with a mid-week Nature Study. Enjoy Nature!
Oog.
I also toyed with the seagull doing a kamekazi thing upon seeing Kelly…
…Lisa, your pet parakeet, any vestiges of talent you ever might’ve had, your weener, your cell phone, etc., WHY AREN’T YOU DEAD, LES?!?
Actually, this was suggested by CC’s SquirrelGM…truly great:
We must’ve been very good this year. Or very bad.
Loads of thanks to CC’s The Ghost of Jarrod for the great idea and lots of the dialog!
…I am so proud of this little mashup, I’m grinning.
But at least I can blame it on CC’s bourbon babe, unbuckled:
Oh, Sophie, save for the scruffy facial hair and the affinity for women’s shoes, you could be Jules: the blond hair, the sulking, the self pity—so close, and yet not close enough!
(“Sam’s Pretty Posse People” courtesy of CC’s True Fable. It’s the holidays! Time to spread the blame love!)
…gallivanting around with that hot, young buck Trey! What would Mary Worth say?
Ah, looks like Mary’s busy destroying someone else’s life offering good advice…
Better that is was the Ghost of Christmas Pastis, but mashing a FOOBlite is like getting coal in your stocking.
Come to think of it, mashing the old FOOB was like that, too!
…and NOBODY will want you in the Living Navity scene!
CC’s queek is undoubtedly source of Cuteness, Kawaii Commando (it even says so on his screen name, so it must be true). Still some things are not so much cute as a reason to sit back, contemplate, and go “hmmm…..”
