Team Viking is back!
Nobody tell Viking Overlord that his ‘oar’ is a paddle. He gets twitchy.
And don’t make eye contact with Jojo. I’m not positive, but wasn’t he lighting his own hackeysacks back in that competition, and now he’s at the fuse end of those cannons?
Gonna be a good race, right?
You ever tried to ride one of those crazy things? I have. There’s a STEP welded to the frame so that you can step up and get into the seat and reach the pedals! You have to start the thing moving and leap onto it in motion! Crazy design. just… nuts.
Paste was never one for team sports, but who can blame him? Team sports weren’t made for the short kid with ego issues. Skateboards. Those are good for the short kid with ego issues… and parents who’d like him to entertain himself for a few hours while they got some work done.
Team sports require you to be good enough that you don’t irritate the kids who play all the dang time, while keeping an eye on a whole crowd of people who all want the same ball. If everyone had their own ball and own agenda, well, that’d be a different kinda game now, wouldn’t it? Who knew that team sports were some kinda euphemism for famine times? Everyone after the same ball? Pah! We live in modern, first-world countries! We can all afford our OWN balls!
I’ve never been much of one for team sports. Kayaking, disc golf, mountain biking, unicycling, skateboarding… there’s not a lot of shared responsibility for the Win, in the sports I like.
Mostly, though, there’s not a lot of opportunity to let down your teammates in the sports I like. Hell, there’s hardly any competition in the sports I like.
I was never one for speed while mountain biking, or gymnastics while skating, or floodwater sluices and hair runs in a kayak, either.
I’m like Hubris, which makes sense. Sports don’t have to be organized or coordinated or even serious.
Uh-oh. I just realized… I just like to play outside. Whether or not there’s a sport involved doesn’t actually interest me.
Sorry the production schedule’s been off lately. Like most folks, I can’t keep track of which day of the week it is any more, and lately I seem to be worse than usual at staying focused long enough on any one job before I’m distracted by another.
This cartoon was done way before now and was supposed to run yesterday. For many hours yesterday, I thought it had.
Anyhow. Bike race. This sound like a good one? I think it sounds brilliant.
I don’t think Paste could talk anyone into competing naked.
I do think that anyone who sorta wanted to compete naked, and was told by Paste that the competition was being held as a nude event, would do everything they could to believe what he said.
That happens in a lot of way in everyday life.
I mean, it must, right?
How else would anyone believe that Discovery channel guy with the spaceman hair, or for-profit prophets who have the time and date of the end of the world worked out despite everything that’s ever come before, or that flat-earthed video I was shown? You have to wanna believe that stuff before you hear it- or there’s not lot of room for persuasion left.
This couple that’s talking to Hubris right now? Not people who had not before considered nude competition.
Have you ever been in Duncan’s situation? You’re kinda tired. You might take a nap to rebuild your energy. Or you might jump up and spend more energy.
Sounds crazy, but it works that way sometimes.
Remember a few years or a few minutes ago, depending on whose time you think comic strips happen in, when Hubris sat down to make the events weird? And Paste wandered in to make some suggestions that were pretty nuts, too?
Yeah, me neither.
BMX, Mountain, Cyclocross, road, racing, cruiser, fat tire, trials, trails, gravel grinder, commuter, touring, downhill, single speed… I’m forgetting something, but that’s okay. You guys can fill in the list.
Bring your bikes, no matter the sort- the bike race begins!
What sort of arrangement do you suppose Ron and Mal ended up with?
Feel free to speculate.
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