Shuffleboard sounded so dull, even when you add ‘full-contact’ to it. Everyone put their attention into the five-legged race.
Ha ha. Now, the shuffleboard has their attention. This should keep them busy for a few minutes.
Shuffleboard sounded so dull, even when you add ‘full-contact’ to it. Everyone put their attention into the five-legged race.
Ha ha. Now, the shuffleboard has their attention. This should keep them busy for a few minutes.
Don’t you hate that- when you get clumped together with someone else. I mean, I do. I always get mistaken for that famous actor, whatshisface. The old guy. Dead, possibly. You know who I mean. Anyhow, I sign his name on autographs. Serves him right for jacking my style.
Anyhow, as you can tell- these guys really, really don’t look alike. Really.
Oooooh, you guys are such tough competitors with your tough talk and tough attitudes.
We’ll see how you feel after a few landings… and after things get fun with the potato guns, right?
One morning, around daybreak, I was riding my unicycle on the trails at a local park (It’s okay, it’s a mountain unicycle. I haven’t owned a street wheel in years) and I rounded a bend up a hill, startling a few deer.
The females ran like… well, like deer, of course.
But the Buck. The Buck just stood his ground and made a sound I’m not accustomed to deer making around me. He “wuffed”, or something like it. A lot of air moved through his head, that’s all I know about the sound.
It was then that I conceived of a unicycle (and the cheap, yet dangerous, spiked pedals I used) as a weapon.
I didn’t think I could outrun that buck, nor outride him. And maybe it was mating season, when bucks feel the need to protect their females, or just randomly kick somebody’s ass. I wanted to know what sort of weapon could hold off a buck. I decided that I could get enough work done with that unicycle, if wielded properly, to consider it a weapon, even if it wouldn’t be a unicycle any more once it had been a weapon for a minute or two.
The buck turned and left before anything was put to the test.
But you can thank him for the train of thought that led to today’s cartoon.
So. If you’re not a Patreon patron, then you haven’t seen this cartoon before the release date. Patrons, though, get all the cartoons a day or so early, and they get extra jabbering by me about the silly stuff I do to make these cartoons. Yeah, they gotta pony up five bucks a month, or two, or whatever, but… they get stuff, too. Every so often, I finally get batches of things mailed out. I’m getting better about it.
Be a patron, if you can. It’s much appreciated.
There’s a certain Zen in being one of US.
Like in the famous old movie…
“Freaks.” You know… “One of Us, One of Us, One of Us…”
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.
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