I don’t know why. I do not fully understand it. But I have laughed harder at Bubbles in these last two strips than anything else in a long time. And slots? I want to see someone trying to figure out if Bubbles is bluffing in poker.
I’m imagining that they recognized her as one of their own. Bubbles didn’t even have to pull the handle. She just walked up and said “Service?” and the money came flying out.
“My soul, where Righteousness and Peace reside
Exalt that name supreme, Which endless life bestows
In truth my soul redeem!
In mercy slay my foes!
Th’ opponents of my life destroy—
For in thy service is my only joy.”
—end of Psalm 143 in an English verse translation from 1832, I think…
I have a sudden vision of Bubbles lounging on her boat in swimwear, hip-hop music pounding in the backgrounds, while dozens of fax-machines, coffee-makers, and other office equipment are dancing around partying.
Hmm. The Black Ops service staff could now afford their own hot towel service, if Bubbles likes. And daily massages. And catered gourmet lunches (for those who eat.) And whatever else it takes to make the field staff ridiculously envious?
Done as well as I can manage to the tune of “Money” by Pink Floyd
Bubbles, walks away
Hit the tables,won a lot, been a good day
Bubbles, had a blast
Flit a lash, at a slot, wins stacks of cash
New yacht, oh boy, cool toy
Name it “Service Is My Only Joy”
Bubbles, she’s pretty great
Step aside Lee, need to play them high stakes
Bubbles, she won a bit
Even with tax, should more than pay for the trip
She’s got a new shirt, cool shades,
Yes our cooler has got it made
Bubbles, is in bliss
Though Virginia insists, she can’t resist
Bubbles, loves the game
Gotta leave now it’s a real shame
But on the way back, if they stop again, while who’s there to blame?
I’m enjoing a random vision of Bubbles and Dr. Lee on a yacht together . . . We know where Bubbles’ tastes run, and Virginia has shown herself to be, uh, flexible in the past. Service? Joy?
I assume this yacht isn’t SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS the _Habakkuk_, since EVEN MORE SPOILERS a boat made of ice would presumably merit some kind of comment. She must end up in command of her later.
Joy.
I don’t know why. I do not fully understand it. But I have laughed harder at Bubbles in these last two strips than anything else in a long time. And slots? I want to see someone trying to figure out if Bubbles is bluffing in poker.
I love her t shirt.And her smile. And her shades. Shaenon rocks.
So she bought a yacht with her winnings? Well, that will make for a fun cruise next time the gang has some time off…
Another body possibility for Nick? Or Bubbles herself?
But the reason he gave up on the drone was that he’s a helicopter now (thanks Dr Lee…) and didn’t like being in a body he doesn’t identify with.
He was more bothered by the humanness than the femaleness, as I recall.
Nick and Ultra Car from Shortpacked! ought to start a transchassis support group.
Yep, its a real issue in this transhuman age
Ooh, I wonder if Nick can drive the yacht.
Oh THAT’s what she’s doing. Thanks for the context.
Did…did she seduce the slot machines?
I don’t care if the “loose” pun was intentional or not, now that you’ve said it, it’s totally my head canon.
I was actually going to put in a more explicit joke on that front, but I restrained myself.
I’m imagining that they recognized her as one of their own. Bubbles didn’t even have to pull the handle. She just walked up and said “Service?” and the money came flying out.
Wait, is this going to be ‘Snakes on a Boat’?
Yes, yes it is.
Little does she know…
Play the slot machines on the aisles—they’re set to pay off more often so people can see them.
Smarter to just not play slots at all – the odds and the winnings are absolutely abyssmal, even on machines set to pay out more frequently.
“My soul, where Righteousness and Peace reside
Exalt that name supreme, Which endless life bestows
In truth my soul redeem!
In mercy slay my foes!
Th’ opponents of my life destroy—
For in thy service is my only joy.”
—end of Psalm 143 in an English verse translation from 1832, I think…
I have a sudden vision of Bubbles lounging on her boat in swimwear, hip-hop music pounding in the backgrounds, while dozens of fax-machines, coffee-makers, and other office equipment are dancing around partying.
I like how you think
The fax machines here are more into Yanni. Definitely not hip-hop. That’s more the digital scanners’ thing.
Your coin, our joy, slipped to my slot
We’ll service the casinos, not
Although you did come out on top
A slutty slot I’m not, you bot
Can you do that in haiku form?
Hmm. The Black Ops service staff could now afford their own hot towel service, if Bubbles likes. And daily massages. And catered gourmet lunches (for those who eat.) And whatever else it takes to make the field staff ridiculously envious?
Done as well as I can manage to the tune of “Money” by Pink Floyd
Bubbles, walks away
Hit the tables,won a lot, been a good day
Bubbles, had a blast
Flit a lash, at a slot, wins stacks of cash
New yacht, oh boy, cool toy
Name it “Service Is My Only Joy”
Bubbles, she’s pretty great
Step aside Lee, need to play them high stakes
Bubbles, she won a bit
Even with tax, should more than pay for the trip
She’s got a new shirt, cool shades,
Yes our cooler has got it made
Bubbles, is in bliss
Though Virginia insists, she can’t resist
Bubbles, loves the game
Gotta leave now it’s a real shame
But on the way back, if they stop again, while who’s there to blame?
I wonder if the slots were asking for smokes afterwards.
I’m enjoing a random vision of Bubbles and Dr. Lee on a yacht together . . . We know where Bubbles’ tastes run, and Virginia has shown herself to be, uh, flexible in the past. Service? Joy?
When I saw “150-footer”, I thought that maybe she’d picked up an engineered python to drop off at the safehouse. Is that at all strange?
So… It’s 2016. When does the Whimsy movie about mermaids come out?
We’re *probably* not living in that particular universe. I’d say “alas” but I wouldn’t have gone to see it anyway.
I suppose, too, that all this will just make Bubble more attractive to Alfie…
Filed under: totally, definitely, 100% a final-panel throwaway gag that won’t be at all plot-significant later.
Definitely, and I am totally, definitely, not being sarcastic. Uh huh.
Has no one else noticed that this is the first time Bubbles has used proper punctuation and capitalization?
Having slot sex does relax one. Bubbles may have been too tense before.
Are there still proper gangsters in Atlantic City? Will they come after Bubbles to recollect the winnings?
Oh, Please, Please!, PLEASE!!
And the final panel……how often is “penises” in a name? (do we want to know??)
*coughcoughcoughPENEScoughcough*
Both plurals are considered acceptable.
I assume this yacht isn’t SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS the _Habakkuk_, since EVEN MORE SPOILERS a boat made of ice would presumably merit some kind of comment. She must end up in command of her later.