(TUNE: “I Left My Heart In San Francisco”, George Cory & Douglass Cross)
I felt my head … disintegrating,
Deep in the bowels … of villains’ lair …
Where I engaged in deadly strife,
And met my future wife!
We were abused, now fused,
We’ll wed
Head to head!
Our repartee … is stimulating,
We make a strong … and clever pair!
If we escape from here, we’ll start dating!
For she is round, and I’m … a square!
Is everything all right Ed? Your comic site shows an announcement that it is unable to compleat my request and that your website is unavailable at this time
Yeah, but, then again, yesterday, my e-mail had the comics from the day before. The guy who flips the switch in the main office must be asleep at it again.
Moustachio doesn’t have to drink the tea. The point is that it is a quiet hour or so of pleasant conversation with Gavotte, she no doubt with a heavily-sugared herbal blend or flower tisane. All the better if the field agents are out.
And even if not, perhaps they could keep their shenanigans down to a dull roar. Tip could wear a simple and charming frock. Sweetheart might have some English Breakfast in a bowl. Unity could stick a pinky out while drinking.
(Gavotte: Unity, dear, please don’t be gauche. Teatime is not for extraneous body parts.)
Kinda like Sydney’s own ‘containment bubble’, don’t believe it has ever been explained if it continues below and through the ground, it has been shown to cut through a table when forming though
Poor Hitty, her plan A doesn’t work here!
(TUNE: “I Left My Heart In San Francisco”, George Cory & Douglass Cross)
I felt my head … disintegrating,
Deep in the bowels … of villains’ lair …
Where I engaged in deadly strife,
And met my future wife!
We were abused, now fused,
We’ll wed
Head to head!
Our repartee … is stimulating,
We make a strong … and clever pair!
If we escape from here, we’ll start dating!
For she is round, and I’m … a square!
Is everything all right Ed? Your comic site shows an announcement that it is unable to compleat my request and that your website is unavailable at this time
http://eheroes.smackjeeves.com/comics/2134562/instant-messenger/ is working…
What would he do with t… uh, never mind, I’d rather not find out!
What’s happening with Go-Comics? Stuck at 16th May.
Yeah, but, then again, yesterday, my e-mail had the comics from the day before. The guy who flips the switch in the main office must be asleep at it again.
Pish-tosh.
Moustachio doesn’t have to drink the tea. The point is that it is a quiet hour or so of pleasant conversation with Gavotte, she no doubt with a heavily-sugared herbal blend or flower tisane. All the better if the field agents are out.
And even if not, perhaps they could keep their shenanigans down to a dull roar. Tip could wear a simple and charming frock. Sweetheart might have some English Breakfast in a bowl. Unity could stick a pinky out while drinking.
(Gavotte: Unity, dear, please don’t be gauche. Teatime is not for extraneous body parts.)
Thought Moustachio was the teakettle.
Robot Heaven seems to be shaping up as a pretty big disappointment, huh?
Has Hitty considered going through the floor yet?
The floor may be the only thing keeping them from falling into the other half of the spherical containment field.
If it were spherical, it would have disintegrated the floor by touching it
Kinda like Sydney’s own ‘containment bubble’, don’t believe it has ever been explained if it continues below and through the ground, it has been shown to cut through a table when forming though
Compliments to Shaenon on presenting a disintegration field with pen and ink.
Proof, if more was needed, that “good hands” are always a relative term.