I would have something witty to but I have to go get revenge on whoever thought it was a good idea to have a web browser log you out every time you open another app for no good reson.
For no good reason, I can’t help but think that there is going to be a connection between the hat Dr. Lee is wearing and the one U.N.I.T.Y. made for herself back in the Louisianna swamp.
We’re here in Colma’s stormdrains, in fearful pursuit
Of something eating zombies, some underground brute
We’ve found a cypress swamp that we know from N.O.
We think it’s animating the zombies below
“Do worry”: good advice, if you ask me
Do hurry. You’d better call on K.T.
‘Cause we need her on meat-shield duty
Though we can hope that this call’s in vain
But we need her on meat-shield duty
In case “Hrrwrrgh” calls down zombie
In case “Hrrwrrgh” calls down zombie
In case “Hrrwrrgh” calls down zombie
Pain! Pain! Pain!
Paiiiiiiiiiiiiin!
But instead of corpses this one is going after zombies. I guess if it doesn’t have a bunch of dead things already floating in it like New Orleans, that would be easier than digging up the cemetery.
Here’s a filk about Skin Horse,
Based on McFerrin, of course.
Do worry, shield duty.
In New Orleans that swamp was trouble,
It could turn San Fran to rubble,
Do worry, shield duty.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
You’re in a sewer of undead,
Just think about what Tip has said.
Do worry, shield duty.
The Cyprus makes a creepy noise,
To summon zombie girls and boys,
Do worry, shield duty.
(Look at KT on shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(When you worry, put KT on meat shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Ain’t got Remy with his voodoo style,
Just got KT, plants make her smile.
Do worry, shield duty.
The situation makes them frown,
Zombie hordes could bring them down,
Do worry, shield duty.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Well, Artie’s a pacifist, and Ginny’s thing is more making weapons than wielding them, but Tip usually has the sense to be prepared. We don’t know the sanitation engineer enough to say, I’d hope that a non-reality-blind person whose job involves going down into the sewers in zombietown would have the sense to arm up, but this is California; that may make a difference.
Tip Wilkins, naturalist: “And yet, this delicate creature has an excellent defense mechanism. See?” [SNAP] “Wonderful! That was well worth losing a hand for.”
In the jungle, drums are heard. The sergeant says: As long as the drums keep beating, there is no need to worry. The time to worry is when the drums stop. The drums stopped. We worried.
Can’t find it anywhere online – huh. Oh well.. my memory *might* be clear. From an old Bob Hope movie “Fancypants” -worth watching the whole movie for one routine… “three against a thousand”
Fun, made-up fact: That’s not actually the swamp bellowing. It formed letters out of leaves and dropped them in front of Tip, Artie, and the sewer guy. Tip just knows to treat any backwards, airborne text as an auditory vocalization.
Or he was telling the swamp not to worry?
Mmmm.. meat shield..
Oh, wait- K.T. doesn’t get to EAT the shield…
I would have something witty to but I have to go get revenge on whoever thought it was a good idea to have a web browser log you out every time you open another app for no good reson.
For no good reason, I can’t help but think that there is going to be a connection between the hat Dr. Lee is wearing and the one U.N.I.T.Y. made for herself back in the Louisianna swamp.
Actually, there are many good reasons to think that. Haha!
Really though, I think you’re right. I totally forgot that was where Unity got that hat.
I was under the impression it was the same hat
tune: “Temporary Beauty,” Graham Parker, Another Grey Area, 1982, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Px8laM6lwzw
We’re here in Colma’s stormdrains, in fearful pursuit
Of something eating zombies, some underground brute
We’ve found a cypress swamp that we know from N.O.
We think it’s animating the zombies below
“Do worry”: good advice, if you ask me
Do hurry. You’d better call on K.T.
‘Cause we need her on meat-shield duty
Though we can hope that this call’s in vain
But we need her on meat-shield duty
In case “Hrrwrrgh” calls down zombie
In case “Hrrwrrgh” calls down zombie
In case “Hrrwrrgh” calls down zombie
Pain! Pain! Pain!
Paiiiiiiiiiiiiin!
But instead of corpses this one is going after zombies. I guess if it doesn’t have a bunch of dead things already floating in it like New Orleans, that would be easier than digging up the cemetery.
Tune: “Don’t Worry Be Happy”, Bobby McFerrin
Here’s a filk about Skin Horse,
Based on McFerrin, of course.
Do worry, shield duty.
In New Orleans that swamp was trouble,
It could turn San Fran to rubble,
Do worry, shield duty.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
You’re in a sewer of undead,
Just think about what Tip has said.
Do worry, shield duty.
The Cyprus makes a creepy noise,
To summon zombie girls and boys,
Do worry, shield duty.
(Look at KT on shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(When you worry, put KT on meat shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Ain’t got Remy with his voodoo style,
Just got KT, plants make her smile.
Do worry, shield duty.
The situation makes them frown,
Zombie hordes could bring them down,
Do worry, shield duty.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh, hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh.
(Do worry.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh-hwrrgh-hwrrghwrrgh.
(Shield duty.)
Hwrrgh-hwrrgh hwrrgh.
(Do worry, shield duty!)
So that’s what a swamp bellowing sounds like!
well dang, I’ve missed something here – did any of our people bring anything like weapons? I would have flown mel in on the first Nik available
I’m sure Tip brought his therapy puppets with him.
There are any number of people willing to classify those as WMD’s
I consider them a war crime.
Well, Artie’s a pacifist, and Ginny’s thing is more making weapons than wielding them, but Tip usually has the sense to be prepared. We don’t know the sanitation engineer enough to say, I’d hope that a non-reality-blind person whose job involves going down into the sewers in zombietown would have the sense to arm up, but this is California; that may make a difference.
Tip Wilkins, naturalist: “And yet, this delicate creature has an excellent defense mechanism. See?” [SNAP] “Wonderful! That was well worth losing a hand for.”
Wait: Ginny’s knowingly wearing the hat?
my thoughts exactly.
I think getting friend-zoned by Nick might be Ginny’s ‘Moment’. We may be watching her start her slide into wonderful madness.
In the jungle, drums are heard. The sergeant says: As long as the drums keep beating, there is no need to worry. The time to worry is when the drums stop. The drums stopped. We worried.
Can’t find it anywhere online – huh. Oh well.. my memory *might* be clear. From an old Bob Hope movie “Fancypants” -worth watching the whole movie for one routine… “three against a thousand”
Fun, made-up fact: That’s not actually the swamp bellowing. It formed letters out of leaves and dropped them in front of Tip, Artie, and the sewer guy. Tip just knows to treat any backwards, airborne text as an auditory vocalization.