I posted this once, but it didn’t show up when I refreshed, so I apologize if it double-posts.
It’s only right that this story have at least one filk from The Zombies, so how about “She’s Not There”:
I’m checking up on the zombies
What is the sitch?
How goes it with Tip and Artie
And Stitch and Bitch?
But holy clap you’re drunk, you’re blotto
What’s that you say, you’re by the sea?
Why aren’t you at work in Colma,
Ginny Lee?
Let me remind you ’bout your mission now
The brain machine that will stop the zombie scare
Colma is zero ground
You should be hangin’ round
But you’re not there!
Nick called Lee
Just to check and see
How it’s going with the zombie sitch …
Well, we haven’t seen Norton
‘Cause we went cavortin’,
And we ran into a little hitch!
Then he told his honey,
“Hey, your voice sounds funny,
Have you had a little much to drink?”
Such foolish talking!
By the beach we’re walking,
Though it’s not in quite the way you think …
But still, I can
Walk by sea!
With Ar-tie!
Walk by sea!
Drun-ken-ly!
(Just call me a cab!)
I have never been able to use wanton soberness as an excuse for anything. I shall, therefore, contrive to be at least moderately buzzed during all waking hours.
This I do solemnly pledge, as Sweetheart is my witness.
“No Nick, I am not drunk. I have been doing research on a possible upgrade for the brain-o-mat. I was simply trying to see if pickling the brain would help with long term preservation. Artie and Tip were helping me out with deciding on the proper (burp) formula.”
I posted this once, but it didn’t show up when I refreshed, so I apologize if it double-posts.
It’s only right that this story have at least one filk from The Zombies, so how about “She’s Not There”:
I’m checking up on the zombies
What is the sitch?
How goes it with Tip and Artie
And Stitch and Bitch?
But holy clap you’re drunk, you’re blotto
What’s that you say, you’re by the sea?
Why aren’t you at work in Colma,
Ginny Lee?
Let me remind you ’bout your mission now
The brain machine that will stop the zombie scare
Colma is zero ground
You should be hangin’ round
But you’re not there!
STITCH AND BITCH! STITCH AND BITCH!!!
*dies laughing*
Brilliant!
(TUNE: “Walk This Way”, Aerosmith)
Nick called Lee
Just to check and see
How it’s going with the zombie sitch …
Well, we haven’t seen Norton
‘Cause we went cavortin’,
And we ran into a little hitch!
Then he told his honey,
“Hey, your voice sounds funny,
Have you had a little much to drink?”
Such foolish talking!
By the beach we’re walking,
Though it’s not in quite the way you think …
But still, I can
Walk by sea!
With Ar-tie!
Walk by sea!
Drun-ken-ly!
(Just call me a cab!)
No worries, Manifesta, that was quite a singular posting! (And I mean that in a good way *applause*)
Nick, your pun is horrible. And kind of vitalist, now that I think of it.
He said “sitch”, not “stitch”.
I have never been able to use wanton soberness as an excuse for anything. I shall, therefore, contrive to be at least moderately buzzed during all waking hours.
This I do solemnly pledge, as Sweetheart is my witness.
mnem
Vertical-ness is highly overrated.
So, who’s the guy in shades doing bench presses on the map?
Hmm. So Nick’s lost a few hundred feet of altitude in next to no time at all and is trimming a tree with his rotor….
….please let him be doing really dramatic topiary work for hire.
Here. http://skin-horse.com/comic/todays-comic-408/
“No Nick, I am not drunk. I have been doing research on a possible upgrade for the brain-o-mat. I was simply trying to see if pickling the brain would help with long term preservation. Artie and Tip were helping me out with deciding on the proper (burp) formula.”
“Taxi’s here”?
They’re walking along the beach. They apparently called a cab to take them back to the hotel.