He asks me why,
Why do I need to buy?
I want a lovely tin,
Pop-corn within!
So lovely, round, and fair!
What see you there?
A bear!
Gavotte’s promoting me
Up to Grade G-3 …
(Splendid!)
Give me a tin with bears!
Bright, colorful bears!
Smiling, twirling, whirling, prancing, dancing!
Nothing else compares (bears!)
To the sight before me! (bears!)
So daring! Hat-wearing!
See the tin of pop-corn bearing
Bears! (bears bears bears bears bears bears)
Sunny, funny,
I require some money for
Bears!
Hey guys… gals, transvestites, robots, undead, whatever… its not worth it! If the cost of gaining a tiny raise means we have to fight one another, bicker over petty details, and give up any chance of making progress for the world… why, we’re not a team any more. We might just as well be working in a public agency!
Oh, wait, never mind. Bicker on, little agents, bicker on.
Good point, coy; an outfit like Skin Horse probably does have some provision for reckoning the seniority of the furniture. In this case, though, it’s been established that Moustachio isn’t furniture.
Hey, Chris!
There’s also, you know….. FOOD.
Like Popcorn!
In tins!
Decorated with Bears!
In Hats!
I took it to mean that Chris does not need food.
Or if he does, he need not pay for it with mone.
M, you work at Project Skin Horse. Surely you have gotten to see, actual bears with hats at least a few times.
Yes, but the ones in the tins look cuter. Except maybe if they are from Whimsy or something like that.
Hats? HATS!? Haaaaaats! ○\_/○
I wknder if the joke was meant to be, “Chris wants computer-stuff, and is belittling the robot for buying things to sate an emotional need”.
(TUNE: “Hair”, Rado, Ragni & MacDermot)
He asks me why,
Why do I need to buy?
I want a lovely tin,
Pop-corn within!
So lovely, round, and fair!
What see you there?
A bear!
Gavotte’s promoting me
Up to Grade G-3 …
(Splendid!)
Give me a tin with bears!
Bright, colorful bears!
Smiling, twirling, whirling, prancing, dancing!
Nothing else compares (bears!)
To the sight before me! (bears!)
So daring! Hat-wearing!
See the tin of pop-corn bearing
Bears! (bears bears bears bears bears bears)
Sunny, funny,
I require some money for
Bears!
I’ve got some twenty-year-old popcorn tins with the popcorn still in them. Never had the nerve to open them up.
Wonder where Moustachio stores his popcorn tins after he collects them?
he’s the receptionist; doesn’t he offer it to all who come through?
My guess is he stacks them against the wall behind himself. He’s pretty big. I bet he could hide a few behind himself.
Hey guys… gals, transvestites, robots, undead, whatever… its not worth it! If the cost of gaining a tiny raise means we have to fight one another, bicker over petty details, and give up any chance of making progress for the world… why, we’re not a team any more. We might just as well be working in a public agency!
Oh, wait, never mind. Bicker on, little agents, bicker on.
how does furniture even have seniority? does it become antique?
Good point, coy; an outfit like Skin Horse probably does have some provision for reckoning the seniority of the furniture. In this case, though, it’s been established that Moustachio isn’t furniture.
Wasn’t “Bears in Hats” a webcomic at some point?
Anyone? No? Just me?
you’re thinking of “men in hats” it was pretty good
Google provides… in 2006 and 2007 “bears in ill-fitting hats” seemed to have been popular on the likes of Flickr.
“Good grief, the image on that popcorn tin’s a bear!”
“No it-a isn’t, it’s-a wearing a hat!”
But is it also wearing a tie?
I still suspect that Mustachio eats the tins after everyone else eats the popcorn.
I didn’t before, but now I think we all do.