I posted this on the previous strip but a new strip came up, before the comment made it through moderation. I think it’s still noteworthy and it seems unlikely anyone will see it on yesterday’s strip comments, so I’ve posted it again.
Sorry, Hydrargyrum. I didn’t see your comments in the moderation queue until today. :L I think the system just choked on the links. Hopefully future posts from you won’t have that problem!
In the meantime, great picture! I did some Iditarod reading when preparing for that story, and I’m glad it evoked the same feeling in you.
Was Mel’s school Malcolm X? Must be a different school as *my* Malcom X elementary is a 4-6 grade elementary. (There are no K-6 elementaries in my home town; just several K-3 and several 4-6. We like to keep the kids uncomfortable and unsettled.)
On an airstrip in Colma,
In a V-22 …
Fresh smell of Doritos,
Overpowered by poo!
Here come Artie and Ginny,
Man, their day has been hard!
Now they’re dripping with some nastiness,
And reciting The Bard!
Artie speaks from The Tempest,
(It’s Scene One of Act Four,
Right when Stephano’s sneaking
In through Prospero’s door) …
Nick replies, “What da feather
Are you talking about?”
Doctor Lee is high on endorphins,
Listen to her shout …
”We crawled through a hole in California!”
Quoting Shakespeare plays …
Here’s a bag of Lay’s!
Glad that we’re out of the hole in California!
Now we’re eating chips,
While our clothing drips …
And then comes the 5 minute guitar solo while Tip desperately finds an air refresher that can eliminate sewer odor. At this point, this might be the job for Questionable Content’s Hannelore.
Wait, is Artie is a shirt from when he worked at Mell’s school?
I do believe it is!
Did he work with Mel in a cave in that series, too?
No, that was another teacher.
Tip can’t handle The Funk.
He’s just a bit scents-ative.
*Groan* Good one!
Given the nature of the strip, I suspect that ‘smell’ puns are going to be the odour of the day~
It’s only to be expected that many readers will find such wordplay rather pun-gent.
Well, this strip *is* ripe for that kind of treatment….
*insert moldy-oldie “raising a stink” joke here*
I posted this on the previous strip but a new strip came up, before the comment made it through moderation. I think it’s still noteworthy and it seems unlikely anyone will see it on yesterday’s strip comments, so I’ve posted it again.
This picture from the 2014 Iditarod sled race reminded me _so much_ of the Dead Dogs storyline:
http://inapcache.boston.com/universal/site_graphics/blogs/bigpicture/iditarod_2014/bp6.jpg
If the Boston Globe doesn’t allow the direct link to the picture, try this link to the full article:
http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2014/03/2014_iditarod_trail_dog_sled_race.html#photo6
Sorry, Hydrargyrum. I didn’t see your comments in the moderation queue until today. :L I think the system just choked on the links. Hopefully future posts from you won’t have that problem!
In the meantime, great picture! I did some Iditarod reading when preparing for that story, and I’m glad it evoked the same feeling in you.
I think they are just happy to be out alive actually… 😀
*I* went to Malcolm X Elementary.
Was Mel’s school Malcolm X? Must be a different school as *my* Malcom X elementary is a 4-6 grade elementary. (There are no K-6 elementaries in my home town; just several K-3 and several 4-6. We like to keep the kids uncomfortable and unsettled.)
(TUNE: “Hotel California”, The Eagles)
On an airstrip in Colma,
In a V-22 …
Fresh smell of Doritos,
Overpowered by poo!
Here come Artie and Ginny,
Man, their day has been hard!
Now they’re dripping with some nastiness,
And reciting The Bard!
Artie speaks from The Tempest,
(It’s Scene One of Act Four,
Right when Stephano’s sneaking
In through Prospero’s door) …
Nick replies, “What da feather
Are you talking about?”
Doctor Lee is high on endorphins,
Listen to her shout …
”We crawled through a hole in California!”
Quoting Shakespeare plays …
Here’s a bag of Lay’s!
Glad that we’re out of the hole in California!
Now we’re eating chips,
While our clothing drips …
And then comes the 5 minute guitar solo while Tip desperately finds an air refresher that can eliminate sewer odor. At this point, this might be the job for Questionable Content’s Hannelore.
She plays the drums and would turn green from the odor. :\
Applause!
More! More!
So if Artie and Dr. Lee are Stephano and Trinculo, does that make KT Caliban and Sewer Santa Prospero? Kind of sucks for Prospero in this version.
There is only one Caliban in Shaenon’s continuity, you know that.
So we’re doing “Highlander” references now?
High culture, meet bacterial culture. And both contained in digital culture.
Hopefully his brain tank is sealed against whatever they bring in with them.
This is just like an average post-science bonding night for them.
Except it’s sewage fluid instead of machine fluid.