tune: “On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe,” Harry Warren and Johnny Mercer, The Harvey Girls, 1946, sung by Judy Garland
I’m alone again as night rolls ’round
They never think about me when they paint the town
With this useless scorecard I must play
Won an arbitrary benchmark of success today
I thought Unity was my best pal
I’d drop anything to spend time with my special gal
Now my only friend’s this paper. Yay.
Won an arbitrary benchmark of success today
Jonah Yu
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Thought Wrenchie was his truest friend
Ooh, ooh, ooh
but he found Nera was his soul-mate in the end
In St. Charlie, my true fate I’ve found
I just hope that I’ll end up in a no-kill pound
I’m alone, but at least I can say
Won an arbitrary benchmark
Won an arbitrary benchmark
Won an arbitrary benchmark of success today
[Yes, it matches Sweetheart’s mood, but this is still a very depressing filk for such a cheery tune. Perhaps if you transpose it to a minor key.]
I’m thinking from Tip’s expression that there is something completely different visible upon thta paper. Moreso w/ the follow up about conducting interrogations.
Attention all Anasigma members! My personal angel of judgment (much better than the one you have now) is prepared to award PLUS 36 MILLION SALVATION POINTS for your bombing of Mrs. Winged Wet Blanket and her hubristic efforts. Give up your heathen ways and start winning with a god who truly appreciates you and your methods!
Tip appears to be reading something in the second panel. Anyone willing to give odds on whether he was seeing what was actually on the page, or something (*cough*GODOT*/cough*) else?
“Interrogate,” eh? Fair enough. O_o
“Answer my questions! Does it feel good when I do this!”
Hey, if that’s what the kids are calling it these days…
tune: “On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe,” Harry Warren and Johnny Mercer, The Harvey Girls, 1946, sung by Judy Garland
I’m alone again as night rolls ’round
They never think about me when they paint the town
With this useless scorecard I must play
Won an arbitrary benchmark of success today
I thought Unity was my best pal
I’d drop anything to spend time with my special gal
Now my only friend’s this paper. Yay.
Won an arbitrary benchmark of success today
Jonah Yu
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Thought Wrenchie was his truest friend
Ooh, ooh, ooh
but he found Nera was his soul-mate in the end
In St. Charlie, my true fate I’ve found
I just hope that I’ll end up in a no-kill pound
I’m alone, but at least I can say
Won an arbitrary benchmark
Won an arbitrary benchmark
Won an arbitrary benchmark of success today
[Yes, it matches Sweetheart’s mood, but this is still a very depressing filk for such a cheery tune. Perhaps if you transpose it to a minor key.]
I like it.
Not sure how i feel about these “gateway” brains……
As long as it’s not bathtub brains. Takes a lot of grinding, sanding, and polymer to resurface a bathtub after that.
Awww…..poor Sweetheart.
Clearly Unity and Dr. Lee are going to solve this one.
You posted the line “Arbitrary benchmark of success, you are my only friend” on the day the bar exam results come out. Too perfect.
Sweetheart’s expression is so cute and so sad in the last panel, I think my heart is going to break.
Oop, yeah there it goes. Better get that looked at before it makes a mess.
XD
I’m thinking from Tip’s expression that there is something completely different visible upon thta paper. Moreso w/ the follow up about conducting interrogations.
“Blind stinking smart” is my new favorite expeltive
Attention all Anasigma members! My personal angel of judgment (much better than the one you have now) is prepared to award PLUS 36 MILLION SALVATION POINTS for your bombing of Mrs. Winged Wet Blanket and her hubristic efforts. Give up your heathen ways and start winning with a god who truly appreciates you and your methods!
Uh-oh !
Tip appears to be reading something in the second panel. Anyone willing to give odds on whether he was seeing what was actually on the page, or something (*cough*GODOT*/cough*) else?
Nice owl bag, Tip.