Firing a gun in a confined space with no earplugs… I feel sorry for Tip’s ears right now.
But I suppose if you’re trapped in the dark with a horde of violent napalm-belching venomous zombie amphibians, then permanent hearing damage would be the least of your worries.
We haven’t actually seen these axolotls belch forth napalm, or, in fact, any other fiery thing from their mouths (or any other orifice), since the Skin Horse team arrived with Sergio. Maybe these particular zombie axolotls don’t do that.
“Skoooo..” is at once the saddest and the funniest sound effect I’ve ever seen here.
tune: “Who?” Jerome Kern, Sunny, 1925
Skoooo shot me in the head
Skoooo now my friends are dead
We did not e-ven spit napalm
Sure we hiss, but still we stay calm
Skoooo pulled a Glock today
Skoooo cleaned our clock today
Wilkin, that’s who!
The Narbonic story’s in the same place, except narbonic.txt.
The link in my name should resume working again in the near future, with any luck. I still need to get my DNS straightened out.
I’ll spare everyone the horror story, but suffice it to say that you should never do business with FairPoint Communications if you have any alternative whatsoever.
And thus do we establish that the inner psychologist has truly good judgement. ^_^
That’s probably the best appeal one can make to any animal mind in a situation of that sort in any event. ^_~
Aw come on, be reasonable
No
BLAM
Firing a gun in a confined space with no earplugs… I feel sorry for Tip’s ears right now.
But I suppose if you’re trapped in the dark with a horde of violent napalm-belching venomous zombie amphibians, then permanent hearing damage would be the least of your worries.
We haven’t actually seen these axolotls belch forth napalm, or, in fact, any other fiery thing from their mouths (or any other orifice), since the Skin Horse team arrived with Sergio. Maybe these particular zombie axolotls don’t do that.
“Skoooo..” is at once the saddest and the funniest sound effect I’ve ever seen here.
tune: “Who?” Jerome Kern, Sunny, 1925
Skoooo shot me in the head
Skoooo now my friends are dead
We did not e-ven spit napalm
Sure we hiss, but still we stay calm
Skoooo pulled a Glock today
Skoooo cleaned our clock today
Wilkin, that’s who!
Wait a second- that’s the same sound at http://skin-horse.com/comic/2014-08-21/ … Fearless Leader keeps tracks of these things…
Skoooo…
Skoooo… <3
What if these are Cuddle Axolotls?
That would explain the lack of napalm thus far.
undead cuddle axolotls?
That’s not Alice. And probably a good thing, because if it was, he would have one round left.
“I know what you’re thinking: Did he fire six shots or only five? Well, you’ve gotta ask yourself one question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?”
That last panel makes me feel bad for the axolotls. It’s expression is just so sad.
I can just hear the others now:
“Tip will think of something.”
[Muffled BLAM-BLAM-BLAM!]
“Wonder how long it took him to think of that?”
For anyone who’s been looking for the compiled filename story, it should be back online and accessible now at: http://68.238.62.83/~jcampbel/skinhorse.txt
The Narbonic story’s in the same place, except narbonic.txt.
The link in my name should resume working again in the near future, with any luck. I still need to get my DNS straightened out.
I’ll spare everyone the horror story, but suffice it to say that you should never do business with FairPoint Communications if you have any alternative whatsoever.
Thank you greatly Sir.
I was trying to do my periodic catch-up on the latest sentence about two weeks ago and noticed it was down.
I (and I assume the rest of the community) appreciate your compilation of both stories.
Trivia: Axolotls are the juvenile forms of the Colorado state amphibian… Another reason I’m glad I live here.
We tend to forget that Tip’s ex-military. That training never goes away.