December 8, a day that will live in Redundancy… The day after the most infamous day in … um … well, in a while anyway…
Actually, considering all the other infamous things that’ve transpired since that unfortunate event in 1941, it doesn’t really seem all that infamous in retrospect… But “A day that will live in a moderate amount of infamy” just wouldn’t have played well in FDR’s speech…
Though, to give ’em their due, the Japanese almost, nearly, managed to declare war just before everything went Kablooey… “Missed by that much!”
And speaking of infamous things, seems we’re posting the next Bunz & Katz page today… (Cue the SFX of crowd noises, cheers and farts) While the B&K Xmas calendar seems to still be missing… “Sorry ’bout that, Chief…”
Ah ha! Methinks I spy a tiny bit of social commentary in our latest installation of B&K. The inhumanity of it all! Tossed out of a climate controlled HQ complete with indoor plumbing, three hots and a cot, laundry service and bountiful 24/7 comradery. But, umm, there seems to be lacking the inevitable large, hirsute cellmate no?
Concerning Pearl Harbor – I will at least give the Japanese this; it was a high value, military target and civilian casualties were incidental rather than the whole fraggin point.
Eh… I understand that their former Brutish cell mate was unexpectedly relocated to the infirmary… That is, should anyone be wondering what they used to write on the wall – I understand that a Spleen can make for a quite handy makeshift paintbrush…
He crafted it from the hollowed out femur of their former cell mate… Well would you believe he cobbled it together from scrounged cell bunk parts? Ok, he gave the local procurement guy a Bronco Buc for it.
Um,.. I jus’ kind’a sort’a assumed that a harmonica came with every jail cell… (along with a tin cup to bang on the bars with)…
Katz is a handy fellow, I imagine that he could build a harmonica if he wished to… Or maybe he traded another inmate something for it (something like their former cell mate’s gold fillings)…
I did have an idea, that probably Katz can play most any song expertly on that Harmonica – rather than just random hoots and whizzes – only someone needs to make a request… it hasn’t occurred to him that someone might enjoy him playing music… Though that’s an idea that you probably won’t see in the comix pages here… I need to keep the story movin’ along…
Bad! Bad, lazy cartoonist who makes merry of the holiday season and doubtless eats and drinks to Bacchanalistic excess whilst poor Bunz & Katz languish in county lockup. Heartless Scrooge-esque type.
I want my free online comic and if I don’t get it I’m gonna throw myself to the floor (roughly) and hold my breath till I turn purple!
“Languish?” For Bunz & Katz, it’s sheer luxury! No entitity was hasn’t spent millennia stuck in a Negafleet hibernation tube, then more months cooped up in the cramped interior of a Negafleet Scout Ship (Class C), wouldn’t love the gracious expanse of a 12×12 jail cell, with ample time for plotting Plan 9, actually edible food-like substances, and hot and cold running mice!
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December 8, a day that will live in Redundancy… The day after the most infamous day in … um … well, in a while anyway…
Actually, considering all the other infamous things that’ve transpired since that unfortunate event in 1941, it doesn’t really seem all that infamous in retrospect… But “A day that will live in a moderate amount of infamy” just wouldn’t have played well in FDR’s speech…
Though, to give ’em their due, the Japanese almost, nearly, managed to declare war just before everything went Kablooey… “Missed by that much!”
And speaking of infamous things, seems we’re posting the next Bunz & Katz page today… (Cue the SFX of crowd noises, cheers and farts) While the B&K Xmas calendar seems to still be missing… “Sorry ’bout that, Chief…”
Ah ha! Methinks I spy a tiny bit of social commentary in our latest installation of B&K. The inhumanity of it all! Tossed out of a climate controlled HQ complete with indoor plumbing, three hots and a cot, laundry service and bountiful 24/7 comradery. But, umm, there seems to be lacking the inevitable large, hirsute cellmate no?
Concerning Pearl Harbor – I will at least give the Japanese this; it was a high value, military target and civilian casualties were incidental rather than the whole fraggin point.
Eh… I understand that their former Brutish cell mate was unexpectedly relocated to the infirmary… That is, should anyone be wondering what they used to write on the wall – I understand that a Spleen can make for a quite handy makeshift paintbrush…
Keep a good thought. Maybe he was delicious.
Where did he get the harmonica, or is it just another built-in feature?
He crafted it from the hollowed out femur of their former cell mate… Well would you believe he cobbled it together from scrounged cell bunk parts? Ok, he gave the local procurement guy a Bronco Buc for it.
Looks like metal. Unless his cellmate had a metal thigh, go with bunk parts.
Come to think of it, a Bronco Buck could be a very popular commodity in a prison…
Um,.. I jus’ kind’a sort’a assumed that a harmonica came with every jail cell… (along with a tin cup to bang on the bars with)…
Katz is a handy fellow, I imagine that he could build a harmonica if he wished to… Or maybe he traded another inmate something for it (something like their former cell mate’s gold fillings)…
I did have an idea, that probably Katz can play most any song expertly on that Harmonica – rather than just random hoots and whizzes – only someone needs to make a request… it hasn’t occurred to him that someone might enjoy him playing music… Though that’s an idea that you probably won’t see in the comix pages here… I need to keep the story movin’ along…
Katz jams jailhouse rock on the mouth organ. You tube. Viral.
“… some of us laugh at outer space … God help us in the future!”
Ah gee… once again it is proven, “Don’t try to do Space Aliens any favors, unless you first know what they DON’T want…”
Bad! Bad, lazy cartoonist who makes merry of the holiday season and doubtless eats and drinks to Bacchanalistic excess whilst poor Bunz & Katz languish in county lockup. Heartless Scrooge-esque type.
I want my free online comic and if I don’t get it I’m gonna throw myself to the floor (roughly) and hold my breath till I turn purple!
That’ll fix ‘im.
“Languish?” For Bunz & Katz, it’s sheer luxury! No entitity was hasn’t spent millennia stuck in a Negafleet hibernation tube, then more months cooped up in the cramped interior of a Negafleet Scout Ship (Class C), wouldn’t love the gracious expanse of a 12×12 jail cell, with ample time for plotting Plan 9, actually edible food-like substances, and hot and cold running mice!