I love how Ginny doesn’t give a second thought to be covered in cobras these days, when she was so uncomfortable the first time around: http://skin-horse.com/comic/todays-comic-130/.
“No need for hospitals in the Earth 2.7 ecosystem we are planning- all your healthcare needs will be delivered through the loving help of snakes and scorpions!”
I once read a *terrible* SF-lite work in which three-gendered snakes were used like that. How you autoclave a snake for the next patient, was not mentioned. It would be an unusual illness that would make a snakebite look like a good idea.
Among other things, SF-Lite means more handwaving than Scary Big Words… Author’s first name may have been Ursula? Pretty sure no rivets or solder to be seen in the story, if you know what I mean…
I mean anything resembling a hard science, nuts and bolts, Heinleinian type of approach, just wasn’t there. “Dreamsnake” sounds familiar. It was sometime after SF magazines turned into retellings of D&D games, and it showed.
Okay, it’s time for your shots. Roll up your sleeve please (those who have sleeves), and don’t worry, this will only prick a little.
“That’s a cobra, not a syringe!”
Now, now, it’s perfectly alright. These are genigneered cobras that will administer just the right amount of venom and medication to clear your problems right up. And they’re covered by your HMO! Even better, they’ll give you a big hug afterwards to make you feel better . . . Dang, there goes another one. Okay, next!
I love that Moustachio has assimlated well enough to know that hell is fresh
Dorothy Parker would be proud.
Stale hell is just the worst
Just ask Caliban.
Maybe he hung out at the Algonquin.
Heehee… Anti-HISS-tamines…
Get out.
Boo…. Hisss…
No need for hisstronics.
Well, I thought the joke was hissterical.
Don’t be so hisstrionic about it…
Don’t take it too hard, we just have a cultural hisstory of negative reactions to puns.
Wow. That was the best pun I’ve heard today. And I’ve actually heard other good puns today, so congratulations, Bald Monkey!
Moustachio FTW! X°D
“What fresh hell is this?” – my new laptop wallpaper.
I love how Ginny doesn’t give a second thought to be covered in cobras these days, when she was so uncomfortable the first time around: http://skin-horse.com/comic/todays-comic-130/.
My favorite thing about that comic is how HAPPY the snake delivering the punchline looks.
Is that a snake in your blouse, or are you just happy to see me?
So the accompanying cobra venom is to be to classified as “medicine side effects?”
Well, there’s a finite amount of space for any substance. If they’re THAT medicated, the actual cobra venom part could be classified as a sedative.
Perhaps a good idea to try it on dork knight first. Just in case the venom is still potent.
Now I guess the cobras will be looking forward to the Jersey Devils saying, “Bite me!”
I see Moustachio’s been slowly assimilating into modern society. He’s gotten up to Dorothy Parker.
I suspect a very rare set of Dorothy Parker popcorn tins… Of course, after 4 martinis, she may have been under him, and I don’t mean checking the oil…
“No need for hospitals in the Earth 2.7 ecosystem we are planning- all your healthcare needs will be delivered through the loving help of snakes and scorpions!”
They’re nature’s syringes! 😀
The venom thingy still needs a bit of work…
I once read a *terrible* SF-lite work in which three-gendered snakes were used like that. How you autoclave a snake for the next patient, was not mentioned. It would be an unusual illness that would make a snakebite look like a good idea.
I’m assuming bioengineering was involved? In that case, antibiotic saliva.
Among other things, SF-Lite means more handwaving than Scary Big Words… Author’s first name may have been Ursula? Pretty sure no rivets or solder to be seen in the story, if you know what I mean…
Sounds like the Dreamsnake series.
I really don’t. You mean ‘how does it work’ vs ‘this is what it is’?
I mean anything resembling a hard science, nuts and bolts, Heinleinian type of approach, just wasn’t there. “Dreamsnake” sounds familiar. It was sometime after SF magazines turned into retellings of D&D games, and it showed.
Vonda?
Vonda Mcintyre, Dreamsnake.
I’ve never read the books, but the original short story, “Of Mist, And Grass, And Sand,” is one of the greats.
Cry “Hugs!” And let slither the cobras of war. Apologies if someone made that joke already. It’s hard to keep track around here 😀
Man, I thought that was Shakespeare, turns out it’s Dorothy Parker!
A lot of people make that mistake. It’s a misquote, anyway, what she actually said was “What fresh hell can this be?”.
Okay, it’s time for your shots. Roll up your sleeve please (those who have sleeves), and don’t worry, this will only prick a little.
“That’s a cobra, not a syringe!”
Now, now, it’s perfectly alright. These are genigneered cobras that will administer just the right amount of venom and medication to clear your problems right up. And they’re covered by your HMO! Even better, they’ll give you a big hug afterwards to make you feel better . . . Dang, there goes another one. Okay, next!
That was unexpectedly snappy for Moustachio. Well done, M!