Whew! I’ve been so tied up lately, that I somehow forgot that today is the 1st of June! Sort’a had it in my head that the 1st was Wends or in that vicinity… Now, if I had been thinkin’ about that, I probably would have finished the calendar and not this page – Fortunately the Calendar Pix is mostly finished, so may get it up tomorrow (the 2nd) And can’t hurt to mention that Bunz & Katz are part of it… (the Calendar that is)…
Meanwhile I guess our nominal dramatis personae should just Keep on Truckin’…
How do they get paid? Hmmmm. Well, they already gave away everything pawn-able in the truck so all they have left is…. the truck! Now if they can only find a chop-shop that’ll take a slightly used UP-EZ van.
You know, this “making a living” thing seems to be really hard! How do humans do it? Day after day, day in and day out, year after year after year….
Goodies for every innocent bystander, whether they want ’em or not… Imagine the dialog on some meek little dweeb’s doorstep…
Bunz: “Here ya are Dirt creature! An express package from ‘Sexy Biker Broads on Skates…”
Meek little dweeb: “Eh? But I didn’t order…”
Booming female bellow: “Harold? WHO IS THAT?”
Bunz: “Come, Katz, our work here is done…”
Booming female bellow: “You WORM! You SNEAK! You PERVERT!!”
Meek little dweeb: “But Sweetiebuns, I… YOW!”
(SPLAT! WHACK! THUD!)
Whenever I read something like ‘meek little dweeb’ the voice in my head is always Bill Thompson (Droopy Dog). Or I guess for Double-W I should have said Wallace Wimple.
Whew! I’ve been so tied up lately, that I somehow forgot that today is the 1st of June! Sort’a had it in my head that the 1st was Wends or in that vicinity… Now, if I had been thinkin’ about that, I probably would have finished the calendar and not this page – Fortunately the Calendar Pix is mostly finished, so may get it up tomorrow (the 2nd) And can’t hurt to mention that Bunz & Katz are part of it… (the Calendar that is)…
Meanwhile I guess our nominal dramatis personae should just Keep on Truckin’…
How do they get paid? Hmmmm. Well, they already gave away everything pawn-able in the truck so all they have left is…. the truck! Now if they can only find a chop-shop that’ll take a slightly used UP-EZ van.
You know, this “making a living” thing seems to be really hard! How do humans do it? Day after day, day in and day out, year after year after year….
The fine points of delivery eluded them, I guess. Better luck with the next job…that is, unless this job lands them back in the jailhouse…
Goodies for every innocent bystander, whether they want ’em or not… Imagine the dialog on some meek little dweeb’s doorstep…
Bunz: “Here ya are Dirt creature! An express package from ‘Sexy Biker Broads on Skates…”
Meek little dweeb: “Eh? But I didn’t order…”
Booming female bellow: “Harold? WHO IS THAT?”
Bunz: “Come, Katz, our work here is done…”
Booming female bellow: “You WORM! You SNEAK! You PERVERT!!”
Meek little dweeb: “But Sweetiebuns, I… YOW!”
(SPLAT! WHACK! THUD!)
Whenever I read something like ‘meek little dweeb’ the voice in my head is always Bill Thompson (Droopy Dog). Or I guess for Double-W I should have said Wallace Wimple.
No cops?
Hey, all OOPS trucks look alike… how would they tell which one to chase?
See what Feldgrau can do for you.