A Tenor Saxophone Made Largely, but Not Entirely, of Teeth
Interested in an appetizer? Try the carpaccio.
UPDATE
It took years for COVID to hit the Combs Compound, but it finally has, throwing me off schedule the way the ancient Greeks would’ve thrown a deformed child off a cliff.
You-know-what is still on its way, but I can’t imagine the entire thing will be up next week.
UPDATED UPDATE
According to my math, you-know-what is approximately nine-sixteenths completed. However, none of those nine comprise an entire episode, so let’s just say that, this one time, you-know-what will occur in the second week of October.
Frankly, any time it’s not just socially acceptable, but socially expected of me to just lie on the couch and watch movies, I’m gonna take it.
Apologies to anyone who has eschewed the Gregorian calendar in favor of the Mountain Time calendar, but you’ve gotta be too confused by now to notice.
further languages: Indifferent Grave? Embarrassed Grave? Awkward, Shy Grave? Dead Grave?
And here I was going to suggest buying 28 to 32 separate tubes.
I only speak Vanessa Redgrave. But for a second I thought that was a nurikabe. I wonder if unemployed nurikabe ever get work as gravestones. It’s dirty work, but somebody’s gotta do it.
wibi: Don’t forget Accent Grave. If a grave dies, do you put it in a grave grave?
wibi: Whee’s got me beat, but Grave Grave.
Cold: Simone’s overly literal, but 28 tubes overly literal? Eh, maybe she is, but that’s too much of a hassle.
I like the looks of these nurikabe.
Whee: Maybe my thinking is a little too “every part of the buffalo,” but I’d just recycle all the parts.
Plot reused.
Tombstone resurfaced to make a new one.
Body parts sold to props departments.
Indifferent Grave, new from Vampire Calvin Klein.
Glad to see the Mountain Time Vol. 1 cast is still around, and that they’re doing well.
“Body parts sold to props departments” actually happened in real life to a guy named Elmer McCarty. Very interesting story there.
Nahtmmm: I feel like any NON-indifferent grave is terrifying.
Also . . . Count Von Klein? No? You’re right. No. That’s dumb.
Circle: Oh man, if my corpse can’t help science, I hope it helps entertainment! I was thinking more about movies than funhouses, though. Sort of like how the skeletons in the pool in Poltergeist are real.
Aw man. Hope you come back with your smells okay.
Speaking of smelling, has anyone ever made carp carpaccio inside a carport
Carpenters, carpetbaggers, and carpologists might have, but I kind of doubt it.
It’s just as well, typing all this is giving me carpal tunnel syndrome.
Carpathia never smelled so carpogonial.
So many good puns. My carp runneth over!
It’s okay man we’ll just consider it the El Niño de Semana de Champú