Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
"...Specifically, from my pubes. Also, I made earrings for you. Carved 'em from some of my denser stools! ...Hey, where are you going--?"
(Meanwhile, Kristen's trampy friend Hilde is traipsing about with that jewel-encrusted gold crown that her boyfriend Erik pillaged for her.)
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
I hope Chameleon Boy remembers to thank Shrinking Violet for letting him borrow her blouse and panties.
What in the Sam Hill is going on here, you might ask, if you were a comic-relief "old prospector" character from a Hollywood Western? It's pretty simple, really. Let me break it down for you:
- Chameleon Boy is sweet on Jan. Sadly...
- Chameleon Boy is too shy to "make the first move", so...
- Chameleon Boy has resorted to a trick taught to him by Timber Wolf...
- And has shown up in her room with no trousers on. Unfortunately...
- Chameleon Boy forgot to shape-shift himself some genitalia.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Princess Projectra should apologize immediately, as Chameleon Boy's plan is obviously fool-proof.
Chameleon Boy is a little bit creepy, and a little bit rock-and-roll.
Monday, June 23, 2008
The next day at school, all three of these drama club nerds received the beatings of their young lives.
The icing on the cake for me is the top hats. I get the feeling the kids already owned the hats, which they probably purchased themselves, no doubt with money earned from working in a tea room. Why, they were just itching to wear these debonair chapeaus out in public! Before, they'd mainly used the hats for impromptu stagings of "A Chorus Line." Am I right, kid?
Well, okay then.
(Finally: Parade-Hater Horace and Jeremy Rizza: separated at birth? It's an uncanny resemblance, if you ask me. I never did see both of them at the same time.)