THESE FORUMS NOW CLOSED (read only)
Comic Discussion => QUESTIONABLE CONTENT => Topic started by: iduguphergrave on 27 Jan 2013, 13:33
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New week! Lets do this thing! FIRST IMAGE:
(http://i.imgur.com/nNgGpTE.png) (http://imgur.com/nNgGpTE)
Enjoy!
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Faye: "Oh, my - is that who I think it is?"
Dora: "But why isn't he wearing any pants?"
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DORA: So Claire flips out and tears up the papers, Tai starts on Marten, and after everything has calmed down, Claire put her foot in it with Emily as well!
FAYE:
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FAYE: Why is Angus standing on the corner wearing a bright pink condom eating a square ice-cream bar? (*)
DORA: It's really more of a puce.
(*) what would you do for a Kolndike Bar...
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FAYE: "Oh, that is blackmail material."
DORA: "It was only ONE time! And I just had to try a pumpkin spice latte at least once in my life!"
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Faye: “Oh my!”
Dora: “That can not be good for her posture; especially not on concrete!”
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Dora: LOOK AT MY BOTTOM AND TELL ME IT IS PRETTY.
Faye: Oh, it's alright, but it's no Angus-booty.
OR
Dora: Tell me why I need another pet rock! Tell me why I got that ALF alarm clock! Tell me why I bid on Shatner's old toupée
Faye: They had it on eBay!
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Faye: "Civet coffee for the shop."
Dora: "We can't! Imagine how Hannelore would react to handling the beans, and do you have any idea what happens when you feed coffee beans to Mieville?"
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I need help on this one... not finding a line for Faye here, anyone want to help?
Faye: <???>
Dora: How many times do I have to tell you... I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT ANY PARTS OF SVEN'S BODY!
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Faye: "I burped."
Dora: "How can you still think gas jokes are funny?"
... drawing a blank here.
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Hey FunkyTuba:
Faye: I keep having some weird nightmares about these... weird gray spheres things. I think I called them Shame Orbs?
Dora: How many times do I have to tell you... I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT ANY PARTS OF SVEN'S BODY!
By the way, does no one else get the very clever and not at all forced Weird Al reference I made a few posts ago? No-one? Damnit.
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FAY: Butts! *giggle*
DORA: Jeph is OUT OF CONTROL, really are there no police in this town?!
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Wayf: Nice! :D
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By the way, does no one else get the very clever and not at all forced Weird Al reference I made a few posts ago? No-one? Damnit.
We're just too polite to mention it.
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FAYE: "Oh, that's TOO funny."
DORA: "It was apparently the only way his dad would agree I could be the flower girl!"
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FAYE: "It really IS finger-lickin' good! Even though it tastes lousy!"
DORA: "And you couldn't have saved me a drumstick or a wing or a damn BISCUIT. Some friend YOU are."
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FAYE: "It really IS finger-lickin' good! Even though it tastes lousy!"
DORA: "AUUUGH!! ENOUGH ABOUT SVEN ALREADY!!!"
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Faye: "Oh my!"
Dora: "Look, I'm not proud of it, but it was late, we'd had a lot of wine and decided 'why not?' Marigold was a great help and just eased me into it. And dammit, lots of people play WoW."
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FAYE: "Heh...Bollocks."
DORA: "What is it with you and British testicles all the time?"
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FAYE: "Mmm. Waffles."
DORA: "What the hell does that even MEAN?"
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FAYE: "Hmmmph."
DORA: "What? What's wrong with puggles?"
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Dora: "But I SWEAR I didn't hide the letter from Marten!"
Faye: *snickering* "Suuuure, just because you're not the flower girl..."
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Faye: "*burp* That was delicious to my taste buds."
Dora: "How can you eat a fish THIS big in one sitting?"
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Faye: "*burp* That was delicious to my taste buds."
Dora: "How can you eat a fish THIS big in one sitting?"
Make that a sausage, and we've got a weiner winner!
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derp. SECOND PANEL:
(http://i.imgur.com/QRIK9Yf.png) (http://imgur.com/QRIK9Yf)
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Emily: <sobbing>
Marten: CRAP! Why did you press her belly button?
Claire: I was starting to wonder if she was an Anthro-PC. How could I have known she was pregnant?
Marten: Well, what's done is done, let's get out the WD-40 and grounding straps
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Emily: Why not me? Seriously, why every girl but me?
Marten: What happened?!
Claire: I don't know! She was just reading some QC fanfics!
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Emily: {babbling in miskatonic}
Marten: “What the hell happened?”
Claire: “The black bin…”
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E: *unintelligible unknowable Elder-Speak*
C: She's doing that thing again!
M: Every goddamn month, right around the 25th. I'm going to start marking the calendar.
Red Tex'd by Rose, first with the Eldrich Horror Joke.
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To continue that line:
Emily: *speaking in glossolalia*
Marten: "Are you hearing what I'm hearing in this!?"
Claire: "All I'm getting is butts!"
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EMILY: Nononono! Not the spiders! Please, not the giant spiders! Aargh, they're crawling all over me!
MARTEN: Hey Emily, I've got some aspirin for your headache ... What's going on here?
CLAIRE: We found some pills marked "painkiller" in Tai's drawer. I guess they weren't.
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EMILY: zzzzzzzzzzz
CLAIRE: "I've tried everything. She won't wake up."
MARTEN: "Come with me to CoD. I'll need some help bringing back the keg of ghost pepper mocha."
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Emily: "Bwuuh... muh... my banana-smoo ... smoothieeee!"
Marten: "Did you DRINK her smoothie?!"
Claire: "I just wanted to try it! I didn't know I'd like bananas so much!"
(I feel dirty.)
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Emily: "They c-canceled Star Trek!"
Marten: "You didn't tell her about Bambi too!"
Claire: "It just slipped out!"
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EMILY: "Two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-six; two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-seven; two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-eight ... "
MARTEN: "Screw this. I was hiding in the stacks for almost three days."
CLAIRE: "Tell me about it. I was in the bathroom off Tai's office. I vote Emily can't be 'it' anymore."
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It's old news now, and quite irrelevant if you aren't Dutch, but here goes:
EMILY: *sobbing* No! Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands has resigned!
CLAIRE: Meh. Personally, I say good riddance to her.
MARTEN: Yeah, but the bad news is her son will be king now.
(I firmly side with Claire and Marten on this. Unfortunately though, most people in my country reacted much like Emily)
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It's old news now, and quite irrelevant if you aren't Dutch, but here goes:
EMILY: *sobbing* No! Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands has resigned!
CLAIRE: Meh. Personally, I say good riddance to her.
MARTEN: Yeah, but the bad news is her son will be king now.
(I firmly side with Claire and Marten on this. Unfortunately though, most people in my country reacted much like Emily)
Hmf. In my day, we just chopped off their heads.
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That's why they changed the name from "Wonder-" to "Netherlands".
(whooo! Don't get to make LC-refs often enough.)
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It's old news now, and quite irrelevant if you aren't Dutch, but here goes:
EMILY: *sobbing* No! Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands has resigned!
CLAIRE: Meh. Personally, I say good riddance to her.
MARTEN: Yeah, but the bad news is her son will be king now.
(I firmly side with Claire and Marten on this. Unfortunately though, most people in my country reacted much like Emily)
Hmf. In my day, we just chopped off their heads.
Ah, the good old days!
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EMILY: "Two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-six; two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-seven; two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-eight ... "
CLAIRE: "Emily, I don't think you're going to be able to compete with Hanners... she's got the whole counting business wrapped up."
MARTEN: "It's not Hanners you need to worry about, it's her mom. She viciously defends her daughter's turf. Stop counting! THE STACKS MAY BE LISTENING
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EMILY: "Two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-six; two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-seven; two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-eight ... "
CLAIRE: "Emily, I don't think you're going to be able to compete with Hanners... she's got the whole counting business wrapped up."
MARTEN: "It's not Hanners you need to worry about, it's her mom. She viciously defends her daughter's turf. Stop counting! THE STACKS MAY BE LISTENING
Now you've got me wondering how Hanners would handle being "it." She would likely develop a search algorithm that crosses the greatest number of points in the shortest possible path, customized for the room plan, and simply walk those paths until she found a player. The question is whether she would be able to physically tag someone to make them "it." Disposable latex gloves, maybe.
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EMILY: "Two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-six; two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-seven; two hundred and fifty-eight thousand, seven hundred and fifty-eight ... "
MARTEN: "What's she doing?"
CLAIRE: "She's been counting cat gifs ever since I pointed out that according to chaos theory a single muskrat swim stroke is equally likely to cause a storm as a butterfly flapping its wings. Help her snap out of it!"
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MARTEN: "(sigh) Just tell her it's one million, seven hundred seventy-six thousand, five hundred and sixty-one."
CLAIRE: "Well, if you wouldn't feed 'em, they'd stop breeding."
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EMILY: pi, e, phi, sqrt(2), ...
MARTEN: Is Emily still counting?
CLAIRE: Please help her! She's counting the uncountable.
Note: The set of real numbers has so many more numbers than the set of integers that mathematicians call it an "uncountable set".
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I wonder how Hannelore reacted when she found out about that.
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I'm sure that Station or Science Daddy managed to appease her, and gave her the tools to deal with uncountable sets. It's not that difficult (for the most part).
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Emily: "My friends (sob) ... My poor misunderstood friends ..."
Marten: "What happened?!"
Claire: "I don't know! I just mentioned a study on Colony Collapse Disorder."
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If the bees go the humans have four years.
Just two weeks ago I read a new novel by one of my favorite sci-fi authors. CCD was a central theme there. The protagonist was a bee keeper who lost two of his hives. He found out that the bees were simply fed up with the stress from all "piss poor bee keeping", and decided to hit it and cross over to a parallel universe. He figured out that if you keep the dead queen on your person, you could follow them...
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He found out that the bees were simply fed up with the stress from all "piss poor bee keeping"
My wife worked with a beekeeper who said just that. Reporters came to him regarding the recent "wave of CCD" a few years back and asked how he was coping after all his bees had disappeared. His reponse was quite amusing. "What do you mean, all my bees? They're doing just fine, thanks. There's really no such thing as Colony Collapse Disorder, it's just bad beekeeping. That's why my honey always sells."
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I wish the same could be said for the bats (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_nose_syndrome). You realize we're going to be overpowered by insects over the next few years, right?
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He found out that the bees were simply fed up with the stress from all "piss poor bee keeping"
My wife worked with a beekeeper who said just that. Reporters came to him regarding the recent "wave of CCD" a few years back and asked how he was coping after all his bees had disappeared. His reponse was quite amusing. "What do you mean, all my bees? They're doing just fine, thanks. There's really no such thing as Colony Collapse Disorder, it's just bad beekeeping. That's why my honey always sells."
Friend of mine attributes CCD to the new wave of pest resistant bio-crops, and flat out refuses to rent his hives to farms that use engineered crops.
His personal hives for honey production border a huge tract of woodland and margin, the wildflowers there are something else to behold. I go butterfly and caterpillar-hunting there. The margin where the flowers grow is always abuzz with bees, his and wild bees. It is a remarkable experience, one I hope gets preserved going forward.
Given the fact that the place is full of bees, wild and otherwise.. one should look at why they thrive there vs the conditions that industrial bees are kept in.
ANYWAY BACK TO THE CAPTION:
E: *chortle sniggle giggle glee*
C: 184 points in Words With Friends!
M: WHAT