Archive for June, 2008

Dig the Pig

Tuesday, June 10th, 2008

Piggly Wiggly.

Best store ever? I think so.

Just throwin’ it out there.

Friday the 13th. I’ve Probably Gotten 13 hours of sleep the Whole WEEK. Not Responsible for this post…

Thursday, June 12th, 2008

Well, gents, it’s friday the thirteenth, and you know what that means:

Vampires.

Thats right, Friday the thirteenth is known in Holland (aka Finland) as “the devils day,” or as they say, “el dio diablo.” That means the vamps will rise in force, and there’s nothing we can do about it.

But wait! I happen to have some handy tips on how to beat away those demons of the night, and go on to your normal friday-night club-fest.

First, remember the vampires key weakness: ladders. Thats right, make a vampire walk under a ladder, and you’ve just sentenced him to seven years of bad blood. Broken mirrors are also a handy way to dispel evildoers, but since vampires can’t see their reflection, its rarely useful.

Some people say garlic is the way to go, and they’re right. Just remember to go sparingly, and balance it out with some old fashioned Worcestershire.  Then you’ll have a tasty treat that will also keep you safe.

And finally? What better way to get a vampire off your case than to distract with something it wants even more than your dirty neck. So, whats a vampire’s secret craving? You guessed it: babies. Toss a baby or two out behind ya. It’ll be like that scene in Hunt For Red October where the bubbles stop that missile from coming right at whatshisname Baldwin.  It works for me, and it’ll work for you.

Have a great, fun, safe friday the thirteenth. I’m gonna get some sleep and relax with some cold ones, or twos.

Friday the 13ths are weird, huh? Anyway, what, are they making another “Underworld” movie, or what? I mean come, on already!

Go To Your Home!

Sunday, June 15th, 2008

Oh, my life…

What has happened to my life…

I watched over an hour… (much more than that actually) of the US Open.

I’m talking about GOLF, people.

Golf.

I know golf stats now.

I can only blame the alcohol.

Horsies Is Totally A REAL Major.

Monday, June 16th, 2008

Today’s strip is a little bit of a throwback to this one from earlier in this story. I don’t know which is worse… the fact that Chuck is assuming that all girls would be into horsies, or the fact that he thinks ‘horsies’ is a real major.

Or maybe it’s just that he uses the word “horsies.”