Everyone, meet Shelly.
I think you’re going to like Shelly. I like her.
18 Comments
Comic
2378 comics.
See, it always pays to be on time.
I wish I could manage it.
Hey, PlainDave! I noticed you said that you hope you made it on Teem Beer… Did you do an application? What name did you put on it?
I look forward to mounting chaos. I hope you do, too.
This Outdoorfest could take a while to chronicle, I think.
Well, here’s more of Team Us. We’re a magnificent bunch, ain’t we?
It’s the beginning of the Return Of Team Us!
I’ll try to put as many cues as possible as I go, but if you think any of the characters for the next few months MIGHT be you? It’s you.
What does Mal sound like in your head? In mine, he’s got a very nasal, unusually deep voice for someone his size. Until he’s upset and on the phone, when his voice takes on a hysterical, hectoring, high pitch.
The title today comes from an entertaining exchange that Douglas Adams wrote between Zaphod Beeblebrox and Ford Prefect.
They were on a ship, diving into a sun. Zaphod asks how many escape pods there are, and Ford says, “None.”
Zaphod, his mind clearly elsewhere, says, as best as I can recall “None? Did you count them?”
To which Ford says, “Yes. Twice.”
They do escape death in a burning ship, though.
Cthula’s training style is probably a little loose, when compared to a professional trainer. Or when compared to a chimp with a flag and an airhorn. Or even when compared to a chimp who isn’t training anyone for anything.
Don’t you hate it when people are telling a story and they leave out the important bits at the beginning? Then the end of the story is all “Oh, yeah, we were in Germany at the time” or “Oh, no, she was dead before we got there, you see.” or “No, everyone was already naked. Didn’t I say that?”
This team might not be the most cohesive in the whole festival.
Or, y’know… might be some other team that’s incoherent.
