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Ray's Lousy Sapphic Erotica Gets Called Out. Thursday, July 16, 2009 • read strip Viewing 357 comments:

In the early pannels, Ray's shirt looks like it is going to sever his arm in half

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Manflesh made it work. You're just biting. Get your own style, bub.

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The circulation being cut is what's causing that face.

It's basically the literary equivalent of "the stranger".

as in the newspaper?

It's probably a spacious shirt sleeve with sleeve suspenders: Classy shit.

"the single worst example of Sapphic erotica..."

Dr. Manflesh, we need you more than ever.

I believe this entire story arc is Onstad (Mr. Williams) tutoring Manflesh (Ray).

I expect Onstad has already sent out the Elephant-costume challenge to Manflesh. The prize, future ownership of the Achewood empire.

Portlandites, keep us informed of elephant sitings. If need be, we can gundown Manflesh as he reaches his final paragraph, it the outcome appears grim.

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I think Onstad is telling us that he will accept his next Ignatz Award in an elephant suit...

Not ownership. Foundership .

i like Manflesh, but i'd happily do the killing if he's on the cusp of taking over Achewood.

These days, Onstad and Manflesh are both diminished in their contributions. It is a sad thing all around.

Like a father, on the moment he realises his son is 18 and leaving, to rarely - if ever - return again to his homestead. (See what i did there?)

I tried to write "homestad" but Safari corrected me and ruined me as a human being. I'll go cry now.

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A comment left by pwnchu was marked lame too many times and excluded. (marked lame by blastradius, mrklaw, puguglypress)

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Man, I wish you understood the actual meaning of the 'six-hundo' reference.

I think he does. Ray was a complete dickhead to Cornelius, so he's probably looking at a six-hundo to smooth things over.

Truth. I wish I understood the actual meaning of the 'six hundo' reference. Lame at will.

I wish I knew why people pretend to know things on the Internet

Put tit in the search box under the strip, buddy. It's the minimum amount necessarily extracted from Ray when he inadvertantly does something to crush, insult or deprive his friends.

[IMGS OFF]

Chubby the hell out of this thing, everyone! It deserves at least 98.

I DON'T NEED YOU TELLIN' ME HOW TO CHUBBY, TEKENDE

TEKENDE AIN'T NEED YOU YELLIN' AT HIM, PROF HAZ!!
(that is my job*.)


*it is not my job.

I never realized how insanely massive that boob was until i saw how small the hand looks next to it.

Nor did I realise that her thumb was not attached to the rest of her hand. I gotta pay more attention to tits and their surroundings.

Marry me hamscout.

Or at least have his retarded baby...

Marry my retarded baby Hamscout. Great to see you around.

I love all of you, as my retarded baby love children, and I can't fathom how I was away so long.

You were missed, man. You were missed

Yeeesh! Did Photobucket yank that image because it was Achewood content or because it was a boob? If it was because it was a drawing of a boob, I suggest an experiment. Somebody submit a series of images of pencil drawings of boobs, ranging from a lifelike drawing to the simplest circle with a dot in the middle. And see which ones get yanked. I need to know the line where that boob drawing gets offensive.

My first Photobucket censorship! I am disappointed in you, internet.
Maybe I can repost it with a blur...

If I post a picture of my dangle on there, will it get yanked?

Harshly and unforgivingly. Not so much Porky's as Canada Arm.

Man I wish I was almost one hundred. It's the perfect excuse for anything.

Being almost one hundred grants one with a breadth of lesbian knowledge unparalleled, even from within the lesbian community itself.

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I disagree. My grandma's dad was over a hundo and he still looked askance at me years after I kissed him hello on the cheek when I was about six.

I believe he thought I might be a six year old butt pirate.

One of the most frightening kinds of pirates.

You do not want to know what they do with their wooden legs.

Consider the true, awful etymology of the phrase 'peg leg'!

[IMGS OFF]

Yarrrr... that's right little matey... fondle Pete's hook.

Getting pegged with that leg would cause anyone's shades to go a bit askew.

Except the leg that's closest to the boy looks like it's about to give him a Monty Python animation-style kick up the ass, all sending the kid flying off-camera.

You can see it too don't lie fuck I'm pretty tired

You should see what you can do with just a stump.

Well, to be fair to the guy, WERE you a 6 year old butt pirate? (I'm not going to go into how that term is ambiguous)

As the wise sage Patton Oswalt has proposed, at 100 you should be able to legally murder anyone, as long as you do it with your bare hands.

The world will never be safe again, what with every drill sergeant's grandmother able to mutilate entire armies with their bare hands.

I am SO pro on this.

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It would kind of be like a zombie invasion. All decrepit people shuffling toward the last remnants of humanity, all with hunger/revenge in their eyes, all taking a break to watch the Price is Right at 12.00 PM...

"WE HAVE ONE HOUR, MEN!!!"

"HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, THE SHOWCASE SHOWDOWN HAS JUST BEGUN! RETREAT! RETREAT TO BASE!"

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Even your bedridden wife?

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When you're nearly 100, you tend not to give a flying sheep's dick about anything except being near to a toilet.

THAT IS CORRECT, SIR!


"Fogeys CRAVE Respect", my wrinkled ass.

And ringing bells in public, apparently.

[IMGS OFF]

As I scrolled through, I thought this was a picture of a guy brandishing an ice-cream cone. Chubby for almost-ice-cream

If that man was a 20-something in Williamsburg I'd hate him. But because he's not, I love him.

Funny how that works.

It works all kinds of different ways, man. Like it's acceptable for a six-year-old to walk around all day oblivious to the fact he's got half an ice cream smeared around his mouth, but if you were to do that people would think you needed help wiping our own arse.

Especially if you have half an ice cream cone smeared around your arse

I accidentally just made this comment. Respect for seniority, good zedpower.

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"That was the single worst example of Sapphic erotica I have ever read. That truly is saying something."
Mr Williams has clearly read The Well of Loneliness.
Protip: Do not read The Well of Loneliness.

I must call bullshit on you good sirrah. It's not intended as a piece of erotica, but rather an attempt to say that lusting after fellow ladies is just a biological thing and there ain't nothing wrong with it. Just straight out saying that we ought to just let people be. In 1928. Sure, there are problems with it, but poorly wrought sexy times isn't on the agenda.

Yeah, you pretty much got me there. The Well of Loneliness does not fail as erotica because it never sets out to be such. However it does set out to be a good novel (presumably) and I believe it fails to do that. We might respect Radcliffe Hall's bravery, but that doesn't confer an writing ability on her. Still, I accept that I have wronged her by my lazy criticisms and I will go and flagellate myself in the road (it is night and there is a thunderstorm, which will make my actions look more awesome than crazy).

In the final panel Ray's arm was playing a game of Snake on his Nokia when it was interrupted by the incoming text. Ray, usually unwilling to interrupt his arm after the last incident, is eager for the incoming text and swivels his head immediately to check.

I would hereby like to applaud the Ignore User function.

I would like to also applaud everyone for the first instance I've ever seen on the internet of actually not feeding the troll.

I will say something I did not think I would say here.

Thank you. Thank You, Assetbar!

Yeah, it's been pretty good of us. We honestly seem to have reached the point of Not Giving A Fuck.

Talking about it now ruins the point, though. Oh well, the point stands.

CTRL END. Ignore User.

I like ignoring trolls. It gives me a mild sense of achievement and smug satisfaction. Thanks!

But by mentioning that, you've drawn attention to him and therefore not ignored him...

I have Ignored him, though. Anyway, I don't care - I obtained a kind of pleasure from his trolling. Why not acknowledge it? If one guy can make a huge effort to annoy people, and then be easily ignored, thus making many people slightly happy - it's a win.

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What kind of logic is that, mercuri0us?

"Shh don't talk about Hitler or he'll start up the Holocaust again!!"

...but this time there will be DISCO BALLS! *cue dance music injected with fascism*

No one is ever ready for Parteinacht.

Needs more heil-hat.

There are not enough chubbies for this pun!

More chubbies, I must give you MORE CHUBBIES.

WIR BRAUCHEN MEHRE CHUEBBENRAUM.

NOBODY EXPECTS THE PARTEINACHT!
Our chief weapon is techno. Techno and disco balls. Disco balls and techno. Our two weapons are disco balls and techno and fascism. Three. Our three weapons are disco balls, techno, and fascism, and an almost fanatical devotion to the fuhrer.

four.

vier.

What game is your avatar from? It looks like an Atari 2600 game I must have missed where you are a baseball player by day and a wife beater by night-- aka Brett Myers.

I doubt anyone here would get the Brett Myers joke except smilebuddha and maybe irondave, but the avatar was made by someone in the comments under that one strip where Nice Pete is talking about perfect ways to murder someone.

Hey, rowboat?

Boom. Outta here.

You are classy, I tell you.

It's actually from the comment thread for the strip in which Nice Pete wants Teodor to make murder graphics for a presentation.

Oh, and hey - can I use your white, windowless van tonight?

(The hope is that people will think this is a Nice Pete joke, but I am actually asking. The phone is in a faraway room.)

It's supposed to be a light blue econoline. Well most of the serial killer i know have one.

would that be like if atari teenage riot and franz ferdinand made musical love babies?

Until Gavrilo Princip showed up, sure.

I wish I could chubby this more times. With a chubby gun. In a very tense European political climate, amidst heightened levels of militarization, ridiculous alliance pacts and a highly British sense of impending doom.

...

Austro-Hungary.

Where's that guy with the dancing Hitler avatariconographophone?

fancypants is readying his finest attire, for he is a parteitier .

Why did I have to miss this thread?!

I applaud all of you.

Your father is sitting at home staring at the phone. Just waiting.

Hunnert and sending texts. My mum can't even manage that and she is what, 58?

I'm not surprised your mum can't send texts, what with [me performing some sort of demeaning sexual act upon her] .

I heard she sucks a mean dick. I believe that you are in a unique position to confirm or disconfirm this suspicion!?

How dare you talk like that about my mother! Oh, wait. It's your mother. Still...

How dare you talk about aperson's dick in this way, lil' person isn't mean, he's just misunderstood.

Misunderstood; like a penis... only smaller .

Yeah, my peter is crappy.

There is something vaguely creepy about that six-panel grid, like we are watching the process of a man's sanity disintegrating before our eyes.

Aaaaah! Locusts!

[IMGS OFF]

No more lousy Sapphic porn for me, I swear!

If the locusts have demolished all of our crops, then...

WHY. DON'T. WE. EAT. THE. LOCUSTS?

Why is it that every time that an incompetent receives constructive criticism, their first reaction is to challenge the person doing the criticism to a dance-off or whatever? I've seen this happen twice - once when somebody didn't like my review, and once when Left Eye (of Salt 'n' Pepa) had some nimrod feud with her bandmates.

It's rather irritating, especially since finding a judge for these things is difficult. Plus, you make it about winning ego validation for yourself, rather than actually trying to improve your craft.

but similarly, Zoolander's 'walk'-off has no problem coming up with a judge all by itself. (oh Bowie, you classy, classy gent, you.)

Maybe Bowie will be the judge of this erotica contest. How cool would that be.

Maybe Oasis will act it out. How revolting would that be?

YOU'VE CAUSED A LOT OF TROUBLE FOR ME YOU KNOW THAT

I like to imagine it as being viewed by the early 'naughties' (yes, we need a better word for this decade) line up of Newsnight Review. Mark Lawson liking both the energy of Ray's work, and the polish of Williams'. Germaine Greer being wryly appreciative of the lusty directness of the Smuckles oeuvre, but irritated by Williams and his over-written intellectualism. Tom Paulin hates them both, obviously.

I think the decade of goatse and rickrolls deserves the name naughty.

I get the feeling we should just forget about this decade. Let's just everyone pretend it didn't happen after we finally get the fuck in to oh-ten. Solves the name problem too.

As far as I can tell that's exactly what they did last time too.

they just called them the aughts.

ohhhh~, way back in aught-four.. and things like that.

Perhaps, but when is the last time that it was necessary to refer to a relevant event occurring in that blighted decade? Between the turn of the century and the Great War was a time we have all largely agreed to forget. Weren't 'til dickity-nought that we hadda start carin' fer real, I say.

Dang-blasted Kaiser....

But what do we call them then? The "Tennies"? Oh, god... the "teenies" ?

Good point. We're fucked 'til we're 40 (on average, probably).

After you turn 40, you never get fucked again

My generation will when we reach retirement age and there's no social security anymore!!

The naughty aughts?

Germaine Greer would be explaining/complaining about how Ray's visor is somehow not authentic.

I think it's "the Zips".

[IMGS OFF]

There are also the "unjudged" (action)-offs, such as the "Crimp-off" in The Mighty Boosh , a truly excellent achievement in send-offery.

It's quite possible that the bubble in the last panel represents text on the screen of the phone, but I like to imagine that Ray has a feature on his phone where it automatically reads aloud any text message he receives.

If I were more culturally literate, I could probably come up with an amusing person whose voice it would be in, but I'm not, and the text implies it's a robot voice anyway.

Ray has a platinum subscription application on his phone whereby all of his texts automatically get routed to the B-Grade celebrity of his choice who then proceeds to speak the texts for him.

Where might I subscribe to this platinum application? I wish to hear my text messages read to me by Steve Buscemi.

Chances are Ray paid ten times the price for the "Triple Platinum Deluxe" subscription that includes A-list celebrities too, as well as a variety of other famous people. They claim to also have used a time machine to enlist a variety off historical figures to read your text messages too.

Ray was initially excited by this prospect and showed his text messages being read by George Washington to Beef, but Beef pointed out that they probably just had actors impersonating historical figures. Ray initially switched to the generic robot voice in disappointment, until he realized that they could be using their celebrities for the impersonations. The idea of having A-List celebrities impersonating George Washington on his phone made Ray pretty happy, but by then he'd grown kind of attached to the robot voice and decided to keep it because he worried that he'd hurt its feelings if he switched back to George Washington (despite Beef's claims that the phone didn't care either way).

Please have the fattest Chub I could find on the Internet.
[IMGS OFF]

I was unable to obtain an official chub due to poverty, please accept this replacement instead.

[IMGS OFF]

You legend. :D

Also, I demand the right to mark comments with 'C.H.U.D.dies'.

I regret that it is my Job to post pictures of fish.

Looks like some sort of humanoid underground dweller to me.

any dietary restrictions?

I think he's pretty open-minded.

Dr. Manflesh?

It also came with a complimentary "BLOO-DEEP" text message tone.

Ray found later that his complimentary text message tone had become a killing word...
BLOOOOOOO- DEEP!
[IMGS OFF]

Is an adaptation that gets the eyes and the stillsuits right so much to ask for? I mean, it's a long, complex work and I can understand how we still haven't had a good adaptation yet, but at least you'd think at least one of them would be able to get these simple elements down.

Too bad Michael Jackson never set his sights on it.

Adaptation of what?

Dune.

As a person who has never read the book, I find it very easy to enjoy that film. I count myself as lucky as it seems to bring a great deal of nerds a great deal of pain.

Reading that book is like sitting on the nozzle of a big metal tank that says HUMANITY.

Does that mean it's good? If so I agree.

Oh yes. Don't get a History, Sociology, Political Science, Theology, or Anthropology degree.

Just read Dune.

I knew I did right not getting those degrees.

You should indeed count yourself lucky. But at some point you should read the book. It's pretty fuckin' good.

I know, I know. I've meant to. But when I do get around to it, I'll still be happy I saw the film first. I'd hate to imagine a life spent not loving that movie.

My hopes and prayers are pinned upon success and word-for-word adaptation for the tentative "Dune '09" project.

That being said, the sci-fi Children of Dune was allright.

do they have a Legos Dune yet?

So it seems that Onstad is traversing the route of recent Simpsons plot development: i.e., begin with one completely unrelated thing in order to tangent off to the real plot of the show as synopsized by the Info button on the satellite remote. Not that this is a new thing, but here the turn seems highlighted by a specifically-made road sign for the occasion.

I still laughed, however, and thus I still fived.

This is hardly a new thing for the Simpsons, either.

The Simpsons isn't the only show that does it, either.

Something something something something, either.

Something Something Something Something Dark Side

i have no regrets

Something something something something Darkseid .

Regrets, I have a few...

I feel like I live in a world made of...cardboard.

And you hold the only stanley knife?

As someone who bemoaned the late Charlie In Wales arc, and cried out "Shark Jumper", I feel it is my duty to weigh in now and say that the shark is back in the tank and Mr Onstad has regained my trust.

This is the kind of ridiculous, character based nonsense I expect from achewood.

High FIVED.

it's similar to how he Leon played out, but different.

that genuine smile line...creeps me out.

Sir Williams reminds me of a very peculiar man I once met.

What's interesting is that they both wrote/write lesbian erotica, but that's not the reason Williams reminds me of that fellow.

If I were writing this arc, Nice Pete would make an appearance.

I miss you, Nice Pete . . .

Nice Pete is in contract dispute. He wants some light comedic roles for a change, maybe some Ed Sullivan-type juggling and poetry recital. He's afraid he's been typecast.

I missed you, too, narenial.

Please stand still this time.

Try throwin' it with a curve this time, dude.

He's trying to get inside your head, you know?


...with a ball-peen hammer and a melon baller.

Melon brains?

oh ray's face in panel four, you're so utterly devastated.

Say it, Ray! I am your Mom, and my 'tennis partner' and I just took you to school in the Subaru of pain!

I love the Ray has a maximum amount of time he can be bummed about anything before his mind turns it into something fun.

Go ahead, Onstad, spice it up. I'm almost twenty. What do I care.

hehehe

Man, Chuck Williams is a DICK. Bigger than Pat even. I wonder what Sonoma is like.

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I wonder what Sonoma is like.


well let's see.. it's HOT, very flat, lots of grape vineyards [wine grapes], lots of wine and wine tasting places. lots of road bikers riding from winery to winery trying to maintain some semblence of sobriety. farmes, tractors, goats, long sleeve shirts, denim, dirt, big blue skies, irrigation ditches everywhere [mexicans too], clean asphalt swaths cutting through acreage of fruit bearing land.

that's sonoma.

[IMGS OFF]

Hrm, seems agreeable. Will have to get a beer with it sometime.

It's nice, this time of year.

It is a perfect... county!

i see connie getting conned / bribed into talking into a microphone and ray with a listening device jammed in ear orphice.. and then some fucked up shit goes down and ray loses badly.

I have both written and read gay erotica in which body parts just bang together till God summons the locusts. I never thought I would say this, but the world needs more Williams, if not Sonoma.

what are you getting at?

You needed a fictional old man to tell you not to write your gay erotica so badly? Here is some advice you may find helpful:
Don't burn your food
After dark, turn on at least some of lights in the room you are currently in if you are planning to do any carpentry or needlework.
Dogs are not hats.
Before cutting all the hair off your head, make sure that you fully understand that it will take some time to regrow.
Stop writing your erotica so badly (I felt that should be reiterated).
Don't keep half drunk bottles of milk under your bed.

it was not milk.
it was not milk.

It turned into yoghurt? Well, I guess it's true what they say, time makes fools of us all.

The synergy is palpable. Good on you, ilk.

You said a Fry thing. And your avatar is Fry. I suppose I should chubby you for that. Imagine me putting down my brandy, getting up heavily from a button backed chair and stumping across the room to manipulate the mouse. You've earned it.

The cheese is moving to the mouse.

Is the mouse called... Muhammed?

Yeah, I wanted to phrase it more closely so it was more clear that I was referencing and not just stealing the joke, but the context didn't allow it.

Being almost one hundred seems to be quite the permission slip for Behaviors.

It's like, "I've lived to be 100 years old. What the fuck have you done with your life?"

Sometimes, listing the things one has not done can be very satisfying. True, I have not accomplished much thus far, but on the other hand, I've never been arrested, have never gotten a DUI, and no-one is pregnant with my ill-scheduled progeny.

You'd better get it in gear, then.

You ain't rad for suckin';
you lame for bein'

... and no-one is pregnant with my ill-scheduled progeny.

That you know of... think on that for a moment. It frightens me a little.

I assure you, the sheer number of chemicals that propel this collection of ashes precludes procreation in an extremely effective manner.

Hell yes I can still sport wood!

You're taking the Male Pill? You're a burnt out junkie? You're having some kind of horrific chemotherapy? What's going on with you chemicalsac?

Paxil has a nasty penchant of re-arranging ones DNA. Marijuana has a nasty penchant of attracting people with low levels of testosterone. Caffeine has a nasty penchant of making me awesome but far too driven.

Alcohol has a nasty WHISKEY DICK FO EVA SON

ooh, forgot about Paxil's "yes you can perform sexually but you will never finish which will be awkward for you both but the Lady is satisfied" effect.

srikamraja, I think I know things about you now. Terrible terrible things. I am excited about our new relationship.

Correct. I wanna, but the pills they stop me.

... or you just keep trying until you do get over the line but your whole body just kinda arches up splits and you see through time and glance the meaning of all existence.

or...maybe...

dick farts?

Dick farts? DICK FARTS! With your imagination a new Niche Internet Site is born.

Srikamaraja made some defamatory statement about Paxil...
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Paxil will scramble your DNA


So I headed over to wikipedia to check into this too-goo-to-be-true modern engineering marvel, and lo and behold...
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Paroxetine
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
(Redirected from Paxil)
[...]
In males, paroxetine is also linked to sperm DNA fragmentation.[41]

So I looked up DNA fragmentation...
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Apoptosis DNA fragmentation
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

[a bunch of stuff that I can't begin to understand]

Obviously Srikamaraja needs defragging.

Seriously but, isn't the internet wonderful! You can find information about anything and you don't even have to look it up. Just make some tangential remark on assetbar and before you know it some eager young person will consult an oracle and fill in all the gaps


I dunno if juggalo is an acceptable source.

No offence, man.

Now that's the kind of text you need to read at arm's length.

Also I don't care how this makes me look but I'm pretty sure Sapphic Erotica is a website. You can probably guess what they specialize in.

uhhh... bitches lezzing out?

Pretty girls doin' it right.

I too was about to raise this issue that this reveals slightly more than we may have wanted to know about Onstad's tastes in pornography.

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...more than we may have wanted to know about Onstad's tastes in pornography.


i'll be the judge of that the second i get home and my computer gets booted up

Boots do feature prominently...

Does the Lady have to wear cheap purple pumps, like these?

Yes indeed.

Blest as the immortal gods is he,
The youth who fondly sits by thee,
And hears and sees thee, all the while,
Softly speaks and sweetly smile.

'Twas this deprived my soul of rest,
And raised such tumults in my breast;
For, while I gazed, in transport tossed,
My breath was gone, my voice was lost;

My bosom glowed; the subtle flame
Ran quick through all my vital frame;
O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung;
My ears with hollow murmurs rung;

In dewy damps my limbs were chilled;
My blood with gentle horrors thrilled:
My feeble pulse forgot to play;
I fainted, sunk, and died away.

Sappho of Lesbos, translated by Ambrose Philips

Don't worry, I knew the etymology of the word.

I wasn't suggesting you didn't. I just thought some Sappho might be welcome, particularly since this forum has repeatedly shown itself to fancy the classics.

Oh. My apologies. On with the porn from antiquity.

ha! "ancient player".

man, that shit is funny. i'd rate this a 4 if i still rated / average rating was visible.

THIS is a time-loop.

is mr. williams a cat?!!

He may end up as one of the 'cat-sized humans' that pop up from time to time. Prime Example (though Lonis may not be entirely corporeal)

it's interesting that Lonis is a person and not a cat. Thanks for bringing this up: you're a great american.

I love his writing outfit

This cheetah

[IMGS OFF]

Do not give him blowjobs.

Too late.

Dear williams sonoma owna
its a real hono-ah to take a class form teh masta
k, mk ancient playa like him gotta resp ecpt .
im comin' off lik tie-tack an' wing clipt
ol' dude wants dat shit. can't sleep 'til he's got it
u an' me put up r shit an' compete
whoever wins takes ya seat
as teh owna of william's sonoma
[b]lesbian erotica[/i]
so nobody knows who's me or ya
we gotta disguise rselves as plants
w8, scratch dat, 2 identical elephants

y-yeaaaaaa

here's my cell number
call if you've accepted

"hells ya i accept i'm nearly one-undred"

after writin' dat str8 up i gots to edmit...
i have only eveh truely smiled ast meself in a reflection. str8 makin' crazy faces, squintin' ma eyes all small lookin' like a china-man, genuine smile from me afterwards, as if to say "ur teh awesome. i love you" an ma smile i give makes me smile more. 'til i cry cuz it's jus'... i gots so mush love 2 gib an' no one t-to gib it to? an' *tears* is jus'... nobody r-r-respeshks me an' i gots nobody 2 get close 2.

im surry guys ima bounce 4 nah i m cry on k-board



Don't cry woman, you can be a part of the Juggalo/Jugalette family, no one in the family hates you, only love an respect for you girl.

That icon represents effort. I look forward to your trolling in the future.

not eery1 who u dont agree wit or axs weird is sum sorta troll man. suntines peeps r jus' cut form diff cloth. try 2 open ya mind a li'l. come on

Everytime you ask someone to open their mind I imagine that weird conjoined foetus thing in Total Recall, all reaching out a malformed hand, whispering.

ugh. yes.

get to the reaaaahhhhctor

"lol, so wrong"

lamed, asshole.

I - I - don't understand.

I don't either.

scorpio didn't actually lame you. While he was in a trance, his conjoined fetus twin decided to make his presence known on the keyboard.

I-I don't either.

Kuato Lives. Deal with that shit.

scorpio_nadir is not part of the Resistance.

no Blue Skies on Mars for him.

Kim Stanley Robinson will be pissed.

The Martians love Kuato. They think he's fuckin' George Washington.

The Martians all flunked Hiftory.
The Marthans....

Somewhere in Time, Thif comment muft sizzle.

Sorry, woodenteeth. I'm not sure what I was thinking at that point in time.
Makeup chub?

All good, I lamed a comment of yours on the latest comic. No matter where your brain is, "Lamed, asshole" is a bit pointless.

Alreight zen, two may play at zees tabel. Zerefore, I shall give you a lame arbitraire, a la Clouseau's butler.


When and where you are leazt expecting eet.


I probably won't, but woodenteeth does not know zees. He weel be looking around evairy cornair expecting me to pounce like a jackrabbeet!

I jitter when still. Bright lights cause me to freeze.

I have lots and lots of sex.

Chubbied, to represent the duality of man, and for ladies with three boobs.

Thanks Woodenteeth, yeah I hired a guy in India to do it for me. I actually wanted them to be flipping the viewer off, but the cultural barrier with this guy was too much to communicate it so I dropped that part of it.

Hah! You're lucky he got that amazing blood red wash and not some pastel pinkish red. It would have really taken away from the "kick-ass" aesthetic.

I'm somewhat colorblind so now I'm wondering if you're being sarcastic and mocking me now I'm going to have to change avatars.

Don't be so easily put off my juggalo. Be confident with your true colours.

I dunno... there is something inherently wrong about the visual of those guys' faces. I've known people in real life whose facial expressions and/or body language is inherently attention grabbing... those people are weird.... often very attractive... in a slutty weird bad attention grabbing sort of way.

Probably something to do with them being clowns. Horrible, horrible clowns. I always wondered if they listened to that one Mr. Bungle album that one time and were so scared they had to rap about it.

no no naught to do with 'em bein clowns. The horribleness is inherent in their facial expressions and body language. The clown makeup helps to amplify it I'm sure, still, I say it's inherent. Now that you got me thinkin' o faces, I'm noticin' yourn. I have to say you've changed, somehow, everythins' changed in fact... Normal seems so strange anymore, what with the afterglow of ICP clowns colouring everythin' I see.

Take off the Juggalo Lenses. They are rose-coloured. See the rose washed hue across my avitar. Look at my hand, does it not look out of proportion to my head. Do I have massive hands? I do not!

Making major life decisions due to the influence of Mr. Bungle is entirely the most correct thing that can ever be done.

Most of my life has been ruined by such decisions. Yet... no regret.

My father is teaching a dude from Nepal and he barely understands a word in 5.

He's shown up for appointments on the wrong day, not because he heard it wrong but because he doesn't know all the days of the week in english yet .

Nepalese are fucking hard arses (Gurkhas and Sherpas are Nepalese), are you sure it isn't just because he doesn't give a fuck?

teh nepalese man is a metaphore for your relationship you hab wit ur father. i also couldnt help but notice u dint mention ur mother, how is ur relationship with her? did she ever publicly/privately humilate you as a child?

Isn't that, like, one of the first things you learn when learning a new language? It was when I took classes in Spanish and French (though I can't remember them anymore, it's been a while, except I remember that Monday is French is Lundi).

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F r e e Y o u r m i n d !

there! you been served!

Your first Trolling attempt is somewhat weak, but you're well on your way. The pastel-like fire within will drive you forward.

They never taught me that in Latin. I had to reverse-engineer the correct god each day was named for on my own. That is, until they got to Saturday and just decided to take the fucking weekend off and stop trying to replace Roman gods with Norse ones.

Everyone who has graduated high school hates Juggalos. I am sorry. Personally, I respect you.

Thank yo ufor the respect Srikamaraja but you know I haven't graduated from high school maybe that is why I am so in love with the clowns. But are perhaps you taking yourself and your life too seriously just because you graduated from High School doesn't mean you can't have a gay time painting your face and so on??? oui oui???

I can't take any musician seriously unless they've done as many drugs as Trent Reznor. Sorry.

Does Trent's current fitness fanatacism sadden you?

Trent Reznor's inherent awesomeness overcomes all.

The man has the funk, the glitch, the rock, The Angers, and The Depressions. He is quite the awesomes.

I'm sorry, but Trent Reznor does not have the funk. I don't know about the rest of it, but he's basically the opposite of the funk.

Little known fact, Trent Reznor shot down the funk in a dogfight during the Vietnam War. He got a medal for it, but secretly everybody hated him.

You callin' the funk a Commie? I know you ain't callin' the funk a Commie....

Two weeks later, I found the Funk in bed with a Conger Eel. At first, I thought it was a sea anemone, but under closer inspection, I realised it was a funky ball of tits from outer space.

You people are so full of lies about the funk.

They are faking the funk and will soon see their noses grow. I think we now need to be vigilant for Sir Nose as that bastard is probably behind all of this again.

Get your bop guns ready cuz we 'bout to do this thang.

All I know is, free love is not a very capitalist venture. Negotiably priced love, on the other hand...

There is much much grooooove in The Reznor. Perhaps I have misread this as Funk. I apologise.

It is like Stereo and Tekende are Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee. Each faces a different direction and looks slightly different, but they are twins. They have ganged up on poor Woodenteeth and surrounded him.

God damn, I love nihilistic old men.

Thanks. Go wash my car.

I was going to write about how i havent been on assetbar for a dog's fortnight (9 and a half months) but instead i'm gonna write you some primo sapphic erotica. so enjoy this. Douchebags from the internet

Carla was the baddest lesbian in the yard, did the other bitches want her? Yeah they wanted her but she had some wine to taste, expensive ass wine from the asian steppes...

Fuck you all, and to all a good night


in other news

fuck you

not cool homie, don't give in to the hate

Is it Friday already?

It is here, 1.07pm to be precise. So fuck you.

Fuck you, it's 12:20.

Fuck you, it's 1416 here.

14:16 even

Stop rubbing your goddamn Renaissance in our faces. You're just ripping off the Greeks and we all know it.

We'd have done the same here in 1145, but we're a mite busy with the crusades at the moment. Not like you ponces could be bothered to lend a hand.

Bah! Our ladies have better cleavage anyhow.

We acknowledge that we owe everything to you.

If your crusaders don't sack Constantinople in 1203 it will remain strong and repel the Turkic invaders in 1453 and where will our Renaissance be then? Stuck in the middle ages forever.

But then, well cleaved ladies would be a consolation. I never liked paint fumes or marble chips anyway.

I'd also say that we win in the ultimate competition: worst popes.

Or are you really going to say that Leo X was worse than John XII? I mean, Leo was just a spendthrift who got his ass handed to him by Martin Luther. While reports are suspect at least the main rumour is that John was murdered by an enraged husband whom he had made to wear the horns. Dude isn't even supposed to be getting any and he goes and pulls that sort of deal.

Like I even need to mention Boniface VIII.

Don't you dare start rippin' on John XII on my assetbar. I'll not have it.

Sorry to take so long to reply but I started watching the test match and was overcome with a great sadness (when did the bloody poms learn how to play cricket anyway?)

Pope-wise I know little except that they have a direct line to God so they can do whatever they want except selling their goods to give to the poor.

Please expand your thesis regarding the role of the Fall of Constantinople in the Renaissance (I'm interested rather than sceptical).

After the fall of Rome Constantinople survived as the last continuous society dating from classical times. It was a repository of classical learning , literature and art.

When it became apparent that the city would fall many refugees fled and most ended up in Venice, the major trading city of the region. They brought with them artifacts, writings and scholars which stimulated a 'rebirth' of interest in classical studies in the Italian city states which spread to other parts of Europe.

It could be said that as most people (and stuff) remained in Constantinople it contributed significantly to the flowering of Islamic culture also, but I speak with no authority on this.

God Damnit! Am i going to be the only one to emphasise the dual traffic between constantinople and the west? it was a dialogue bitches! A three way one if you consider islamic learning coming from those whack MC's laying down the truth in granada. People misrepresent, it's not as if leonardo woke up one morning to find a crate saying (ENCLOSED:ONE RENASCENCE- return adress:Byzantium), shit be much more complicated than that.

I have given out too many chubbies. Otherwise, I would have made you know how much you satisfied me with your Erotic Wine Tasting.

You've gone flaccid. Happens to the best of us.

I have given out too many chubbies.

I love you all.

I smile at people in the hopes that it will put them at their ease.

Unfortunately, I don't know what that looks like so I can never tell if it works.

if you are smiling at someone who grew up on disney animated films that someone might have drastically altered interpretation of facial expression...

People will smile back, but only because they're terrified .

Oh man how awesome is it that Ray is holding his phone at arm's length when that message arrives, swiveling his head to meet his arm. He knew it was coming. He fucking knew Williams was in.

I made this observation above, don't you think it kinda looks like his arm was off doing something else with the phone when the text came in?

And the other arm was doin' a little dance.

You could say that maybe Ray was handling the phone in a manner that someone who is totally unfamiliar with a technology item handles such an item... perhaps Ray was being careful to hold the phone upright lest the radio waves spill out. However, I don't think that this is the correct interpretation.

In this case, I believe that Onstad has simply given Ray a dramatic/goofy pose. Ray is holding the phone sort of as if he were holding the skull in Hamlet. Of course, the head swivel and the dramatic pose are both incongruous, but that's what makes Onstad so damn special - his juxtaposition of incongruous concepts. Onstad mixes physical and cognitive slapstick in a way that reminds me of Michael Richards' Kramer character.

Correct. I wanna aggree.

Incorrect. "Agree" contains only one G.

Agreed. Correct.

Shit .

CUMMMMMMM

Sorry I didn't notice. I'm not a reader.

Whoever makes a short musical BLOO-DEEP ringtone will be my hero forever.

hey y'all anyone wanna join me at the ICP gathering this year?

AAAAAaaaaanouncing!!!!
The Achewood contingent of the 2009 ICP Gathering... in Southern Illinois.

Featuring Faygo showers, helichopper rides, and more wackos per square yard than anywhere else on earth!!!

ICE CUBE

COTTON MOUTH KINGS

COOLIO

TECH N9NE

VANILLA ICE (what?)

GWAR

Jimmy Walker

Pauly Shore (huh??? seriously?)

tickets here

I'm surprised they can find a venue in America willing to host it, and put up with all the drunken redneck-related complications that come with it.

I mean, come on. Seriously. Juggalos.

mmm good point. this whole swath of area in the middle of the country might not technically be 'America.' It would explain a lot.

I am pleased that you have turned out to be another Assetbar intellectual. You have surpassed the expectations raised by your name.

Juggalo, you have arrived.

thanks, but, uh, I don't think I've arrived yet... I don't have massive chuppies and I'm pretty sure everyone hate sme...

On the contrary, that is area is America at its essence. The rest is just whitewash and grease paint.

Holy shit! Ice Cube, J.J. Walker and Butterbean? Less than 200 miles from me? Do people get laid at these things, too? I might have to fire up the ol' Huffy for this.

do people get laid? Well... I'm sure drunk rednecks get laid, anyway. That in and of it's self is reason to not go, since it's a several day affair, and you'd be camping in and among the whole group...

You're not a very good pitchman.

The less teeth the hick girls have, the better the fellatio.

People booed Andrew W.K. off the stage last year, so I say fuck 'em and don't go, just stay home and listen to I Get Wet.

I don't think the music is so much an integral part of the gathering experience.

Guys: Sonic Youth is playing free tonight in my fair city. Should I go or not?

Pros: great band, history, free
Cons: hordes of people, no outside food or beverages

No. Come to Lemmon's.

Pros: comfortable seats you can sit in, history, being a good friend, the absence of hordes of people (or any people besides you), I need to use your van, they won't check your purse at the door
Cons: not a single fucking one!

Rays reaction to the letter is absolutely pricelss

*priceless

I too have feared what the alt text says.

Those six panels at the top right are why Ray Smuckles is my hero. He goes from devastated, to not-so-bad, to actually-everything's-cool in no time at all. That is a social skill that is verging on being a super power.

Other examples I can think of are when he gets cussed out by an old woman and just thinks, "damn, we should go drinking" and when he's asked if he's worried people will think he's gay: "I'll just sit here not being gay and they'll be wrong."

When I die, I hope to come back as an unshakable cartoon cat.

"Sit up late and WANT it" is a keenly accurate visualization for how someone longs for something they just can't get.