Yes ... yes, that might make things difficult. Assuming that their child is still a child ... I really don't want to know how they found out. (Oh, and doesn't that bring back memories... although not precisely of THAT, of course.)

And along those lines, it is perhaps not surprising that discovering something like that about yourself in particularly that way might make you cry and flee. Though the "letting fly" is perhaps a bit of an extreme reaction.

That would make life more convenient, wouldn't it?

Well, that would have made learning that part of speech a bit ... different.

And not a comic, but something that needs to be said: IN THE NAME OF SANITY, WHY?

All's I have to say is, it would be totally worth it to see Old Spicy vs Sting in a Diaper vs Towel-off. Especially if the diaper and the towel actually, you know .... came off. (You remember the diaper, right? Mind, we have actually seen Sting without the diaper. Though he was covered in mud at the time. So clearly the towel, or lack thereof, now lies in Old Spicy's court.) (No, I'm not linking to that picture. This here is a fambly joint! ... well, OK, it's not, but I'm still not linking to pictures of nekkid mud-covered Sting. Surely your Google-fu is up to the task.)

You know ... that would probably actually sell really well. Heart attacks thrown in for free!

If I ever get around to reviewing the plethora of Green Hornet titles, all's I can say is that, first, reading "Green Hornet: Parallel Lives" makes me understand exactly how the Hornet feels here, up to a point. That point being, of course, the last frame. And second, this cartoon is at least one frame too short. The next frame should feature the Apparently Gay Bartender hitting the Hornet repeatedly upside the head with a beer mug, and then saying, "Yes, I am gay, and I'm only doing this because you seem to think that's an insult. I was listening because you wanted to talk about your feelings, YOU ASSSHOLE." And then he throws him out of the bar for being a drunken jerk. And when the Hornet complained to Kato, he'd just tsk and say, "I am very disappointed in you, Britt." (Hey, Kato has, for no apparent reason than to give him a past that can match up better with the Hornet's, been made Chinese instead of Japanese in the new Hornet titles, and you don't hear HIM complaining or getting drunk or calling someone gay for no apparent reason at all, do you?)

Now that there ... THAT is a curse, by damn! And some proper fulmination, too!

HA! (NB: Link will expire after 30 days)

And that's a good thing, because otherwise, what she just did would be horrifying and leg-crossing-worthy!

The eternal problem of the superhero.

Aw, how ... um, sweet?

Either this is some seriously acid commentary about the state of the nation and of "the gay community" ... or something was lost on the way to the punchline. Or possibly both. (NB: Reading the lead-in strip -- which has some genuinely and unambiguously acid commentary -- might help.)

Not that the whole LeBron thing isn't worth mocking mercilessly ... but this is perhaps just the teensiest bit ... late.

That just can't end well.

Well ... yes. Yes, he was.

That last panel is nicely wistful, isn't it? (Click on the comic to enlarge.)

Not a comic, just commentary: I'll bet they cast him as the Governor. It would be a limited time, but also very high impact. (Not that I will be watching, oh no no no no NO. I don't need to see that particular nightmare made even more lifelike -- for certain values of "life", of course.)

And in conclusion: Best Football Predictions Show EVER.

You had me at "shirtless" ... well, OK, not really, but if anything would have, that would have been it. I mean, really, that would have been it. But sadly, grievously and most unfortunately ... not even that would get me to see this.

This video almost, but not quite, makes me want to play the game it's based on.

In other video moments, I am not even vaguely surprised that this scene got censored out of later broadcasts of that episode of Rocko's Modern Life. In fact, I'm truly astonished that it ever made it into the episode in the first place. I realize that the early 90s were perhaps a less neurotic time, but even so, between the desk clerk and the "No-Tell Motel" ... well, my goodness! (Then again, I was also kind of surprised that they let Murray call one of the episodes "Carnival Knowledge".) Also not surprised that this one didn't make it in again, either.

You know, that would be a peculiarly logical result, wouldn't it? (Well, OK, not "logical" precisely, but expected.)

Huh. And again, how very unexpected.

...Well, that's different.

THIS ... is an unspeakably awesome concept. (Though I'm not quite sure what the electric guitar or bass would sound like. Or if they'd be electric, for that matter.)

This, however, is unspeakably gross.

I cannot actually say that I disagree with the concepts expressed therein. (Also, pretty sure this day is coming soon.)

Yes ... yes, that would work. (Also, worst roommate ever.)

Awwwww....

Well ... given circumstances, they likely would be appropriate to the task at hand.

And, in a fit of oddly apropos timing: "Space Commies"?

All's I'm going to say is: nothing whatsoever, because anything I could say about what I would want to say would get me in SO much trouble...

Someday, she'll figure out what she's been talking about all these years. And then she'll never come out of her room again.

That would be ... an intriguing place for them to wind up.

You know, I'd be willing to bet that someone out there had invented jalapeño jello. (HA! And I was right. Also, ew.)

Somehow, I have the vague feeling that this Doonesbury storyline (continues for four strips after the link) is going to lead to Captain Seabrook finding an inventive way to Not Tell while Not Being Asked. Don't ask me why; it just seems like it would be headed that way. Plus, also making a meta-commentary along the way about the incidence of sexual assault in the military, because Doonesbury is into the multitasking like that. (On the other hand, it could only be about the meta-commentary. In which case, of course, it would be commentary instead.)

...Well, that would be an effective punishment. For almost anything, really. (NB: You need to start here and go forward four strips for that last panel to make sense.)

Yes. Yes, it is.

This would explain why Illinois is considering legalizing medical marijuana. Again. (In order to prevent the act from actually getting, like, used or anything, the original Illinois act required the approval of two other state departments, including the Department of Human Services and the Illinois State Police, neither of whom was about to take the political heat for allowing legal marijuana.)

You wouldn't think that song would have survived a few centuries, now would you?

Is this anything like a flash mob?

I may be about to attend a comic book-based convention, but nothing -- and I do mean NOTHING -- could get me to do it in costume. (Except for, you know, wearing my Green Lantern ring because I always wanted one of those.)

"Coffee is the beverage of the nature lover." Very true. And that last panel is why I brew it at home every morning.


And, in conclusion, a lovely 80s earworm:

For some reason, very old stuff is showing up in this post. No idea why. Like the title says, I'm just rolling with it.


A rickroll is one thing, but this is just UNFAIR, I say!

Yeah, that sounds about right. Except for the part about the cheap prostitutes and the sweatshop, anyway.

Actually ... I kind of like the Wheaton class.

If he ever finds out what the plan is, I hope he shares it with everyone else. (Pretty sure this isn't it, though. Except maybe for the bacon part.)

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Apropos of recent discussions elsewhere: My, what an ... INteresting medium to work in. (Note: Not a comic. A real work of art. Really. Ew.)

My, what an ... interesting treatment. (Though one must disagree with one of the footnotes; in terms of immediate effect, that particular treatment would actually have been the most ... efficacious. If not remotely convenient for either party.)

Well, that might work. MIGHT work. Probably not, though.

Oh, straight men. Your fear of the peen, it is wondrous amusing. And as if Disney would let even the veriest glimpse of Jim Carrey's "digital junk" escape. (I'm guessing this guy won't be going to see "I Love You, Philip Morris.")

The resulting press would certainly be ... entertaining, let's say.

The Knight Life » Archive » This One Black Kid: All I have to say is, I was kids 2-5. (For certain pre-1980 values of kid 2, of course.)

Yeah ... think I'm hoping that this art style doesn't stick. It really doesn't match the story as well as the regular art style, for all that the normal style is highly variable. Surely the point is that absurdist things are happening to vaguely ordinary-like people (for certain quite peculiar values of "ordinary" and sometimes also "people") and that just works better with a slightly more realistic art style. I mean, geez, noses, at least!

One of the downsides to being a supervillain.

On this day, A Certain Someone reminds me of the Sphynx. (You know who you are.) Only, you know, usually with less fleeing. (Though, given today, probably there should be fleeing by some people.)

So .... this generation will be just like their parents at that age, then. And, come to think of it, their grandparents.

You know ... he's got a point about Apple.

..."Puppy"?

A question for the ages.

I'm sure that would be ... effective.

Apropos of today's Grim Amusements entry... And yes, some days that is about the size of it.

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The real reason why phys ed is dying out. Because the grownups remember...

Ah, nerds and exercise.

Witness the high regard in which nerdly professions are held.

Well, that's a different way to fight crime.

How ... Optimistic?

Actually, I'm pretty sure the word he was looking for WAS "anal" (No, no, perfectly SFW and/or small children.)

Well ... I suppose that is an advantage of actually requiring technological intervention.

One would always want to be both comfortable and stylish at such a time.

What an oddly appropriate use of Culture Club. (Mind, this storyline kind of just ... wanders away, for some reason.)

And that's what happens when you mess with Cthulu kitty.

Well ... I'm not quite sure what the deer and the antelope have to do with it.

Another thing about relationships that it's best not to think about. EVER. (Sooner or later, she's going to think about what else he does with that, and then she's really going to be freaked out.)

You know, in all the reviews professional and otherwise and all the other stuff I heard about Stargate Universe ... the word "awesome" somehow utterly failed to be even vaguely among them. Until now.