As our old crew all seem to be deceased – tonight we present a whole new Comix strip for your perusal, The Wacky Kangaroo Show! Filled with Fun, Yocks and Cheap Shots… I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as you enjoyed Bunz & Katz (All five of you who read it)…
“Oh how are the mighty fallen?” For Bats to come to such an end, a pie-in-the-puss catcher for yet another clown on a kiddie show. A fate worse than death, worse than incarceration, worse even than lonely, forgotten obscurity. He who was the hunter of menacing evil in the dark night now reduced to low comedy slap-schtick. I mourn the passing of a titan.
Wha…? He was just a mook in a suit playing pattycake with joke villains all along? Bah! Bother me not with your truths. I am upon a melancholy roll.
Couldn’t have said it better, BilSurl!
Ah yes, to see the Master of Misanthropy, the Avatar of Angst, reduced to the patsy and fall guy for a third-rate kiddie show… This does not bode well…
And what of Bunz, our winsome little Space invader? Are she and her charming little caboose indeed doomed to gluey oblivion? Is a masterless, clueless little henchbot now wandering forlorn and forsaken in an oblivious and uncaring world? We are moist with tears of pity…
The wacky dog seems so self assured when he shoves a pie in the face of the fallen hero. But there was a day when he would have been quite happy to lunch on the table scraps that the billionaire dropped to the floor. I suspect that a day of reckoning is in the future. Batguy was one of the few people with resource, guts and plan making abilities adequate to at least challenge the coming space invaders. The shit hitting the fan and they might want him free of his current deep depression and leading them in a last fight.
As our old crew all seem to be deceased – tonight we present a whole new Comix strip for your perusal, The Wacky Kangaroo Show! Filled with Fun, Yocks and Cheap Shots… I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as you enjoyed Bunz & Katz (All five of you who read it)…
And now… On with the show!!
“Oh how are the mighty fallen?” For Bats to come to such an end, a pie-in-the-puss catcher for yet another clown on a kiddie show. A fate worse than death, worse than incarceration, worse even than lonely, forgotten obscurity. He who was the hunter of menacing evil in the dark night now reduced to low comedy slap-schtick. I mourn the passing of a titan.
Wha…? He was just a mook in a suit playing pattycake with joke villains all along? Bah! Bother me not with your truths. I am upon a melancholy roll.
Couldn’t have said it better, BilSurl!
Ah yes, to see the Master of Misanthropy, the Avatar of Angst, reduced to the patsy and fall guy for a third-rate kiddie show… This does not bode well…
And what of Bunz, our winsome little Space invader? Are she and her charming little caboose indeed doomed to gluey oblivion? Is a masterless, clueless little henchbot now wandering forlorn and forsaken in an oblivious and uncaring world? We are moist with tears of pity…
The wacky dog seems so self assured when he shoves a pie in the face of the fallen hero. But there was a day when he would have been quite happy to lunch on the table scraps that the billionaire dropped to the floor. I suspect that a day of reckoning is in the future. Batguy was one of the few people with resource, guts and plan making abilities adequate to at least challenge the coming space invaders. The shit hitting the fan and they might want him free of his current deep depression and leading them in a last fight.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone. How bout handing out some of that pie Wacky is throwing around so freely?