October 19th, 2009
Mountain Time 112
If anyone out there actually owns a store called Saturday Safari, be cool. You can have yours and I can have mine. I mean, if you had a pet rooster named Flippy, and I also had a pet rooster named Flippy, it’s not like you suddenly don’t have your Flippy anymore. There are plenty of Flippys to go around. Besides, my Flippy is fake.
For the record, I like the name Flippy better than Saturday Safari.
For a different record, the god in this comic was facially inspired by the Eggplant Wizard of Kid Icarus and Captain N fame. I mention this because I want to go ahead and name the Eggplant Wizard the patron video game villain of Mountain Time.
Oh, and send me pics of your Mountain Time Jack-o’-lanterns, already.
October 19th, 2009 at 4:33 am
I wish I had a flippy.
October 19th, 2009 at 8:48 am
I’m disappointed that you didn’t include random limboing in limbo. I trust that you will consider my request for future installments of this storyline.
October 19th, 2009 at 1:49 pm
If it was me, I would have asked how much hob could a hob goblin goblin if a hob goblin could goblin hob.
October 19th, 2009 at 8:34 pm
Time to get in a coma then!
November 21st, 2009 at 12:37 am
Sincerely, Mama wasn’t the WORST dinosaur. Charlie essentially became the most disturbing after a while. But I’ll always trust a winged diety when it comes to such matters.