Friday, December 13, 2019

Reinforcements

A flustered mall Santa rushes into a back room, slamming the door behind him.  His hat and (fake) beard are askew.  Mall worker:  Are you okay?  Mall Santa:  I'm getting eaten alive out there!  I think there's more kids here than the population of New York!  Santa (off-camera):  Perhaps we can be of assistance.  Superhero-like shot of Santa and his crew, with a banner proclaiming "The Real Santa!"  Mall Santa:  You're a saint.  Santa:  Canonized.  Final panel shows Santa, Mrs. Claus, Snegurochka, and Grandfather Frost each handling a line of kids.  Black Pete also tries to start a line, but the kids are understandably wary, as his sign reads, "Black Pete, who totally won't sic a polar bear on you if you're naughty."

Honorary Santas sometimes need help too.  Though maybe not from Black Pete. 


Note:  Today's comic incomplete at present, due to technical difficulties. 
Edit:  100% completion achieved.  I can go to bed now! 

Friday, December 6, 2019

OrnaMental

Erin's brother organizes the Christmas ornaments.  Bro:  These guys are fighting... and over here they've formed a band!  Erin:  And you're doing what with the wisemen?  Bro:  Mwa-ha-ha.

When decorating the Christmas tree, my sisters and I try to maximize sparkles and happiness.  A certain brother of mine has a ...different method of organizing things.  He claims to have no memory of doing this.  This was last year, by the way. 

Friday, November 29, 2019

Bloodhound

A vampire is tied to a chair and forced to smell out and identify blood types at a blood drive.  Vampire:  *sniff sniff*  A-negative.  *sniff*  AB-negative.  *sniff sniff*  O-positive.  Volunteer:  The judge sentenced him to community service.

A vampire in tow can be both a hematologist's worst nightmare and greatest weapon. 

Friday, November 22, 2019

Cart of the Joust

Several employees from a supermarket engage in "shopping-cart jousting."  One year later, a new employee is looking over a list of rules:  "'No jousting while riding shopping-carts.'  That's a weirdly specific rule..."

Dedicated to all sleep-deprived supermarket employees currently facing an onslaught of pre-holiday shoppers and the madness that comes with them, to the employees of stores in general who are trying to retain the will to live with Black Friday looming ahead, and to employees everywhere whose bosses can't permit a little semi-harmless letting off of steam. 

Friday, November 15, 2019

DVDon't

Top five signs that a kid has forced her parents to watch the same movie too many times.  The "signs" are five wordless panels showing the parents getting increasingly frustrated until they sacrifice the video (Fairy Baby Adventures) in the final panel.  5.  Parents are mildly annoyed  4.  Father tries to escape while a weary mother pulls him back into the room  3.  Father chugs a bottle of tabasco sauce while mother reads through The Anarchist Cookbook  2.  Mother huddles behind the couch in tears while father comforts her  1.  Sacrifice time

Tabasco sauce was not meant to be used in this fashion.  Of course, neither was ritualistic sacrifice.  Clearly the rule book was not prepared for every eventuality. 

Friday, November 8, 2019

Uniformly Drab

Honest advertising of beige housing communities:  "Identical homes in their naturally horrifically ugly beige glory!"

Finally, some honesty in advertising.  If it's a "neutral" color, shouldn't it induce merely shrugs instead of utter revulsion? 

This sort of thing is bad enough under normal circumstances.  However, I've traveled through some areas in which there is not only an excessive display of cookie-cutter beige-blah housing, but are also in climates where in fall and early spring, the landscape is the exact same "color."  Admittedly, I think the dead grass pulled it off better. 

Friday, November 1, 2019

It's Not Safe To Dance

Carmine dances to a song ("Hot Blooded"), and then realizes that Mel and Pearl are filming her.  Carmine:  How long have you been there?  Mel:  Long enough?  Carmine:  Oh.  Um... hi, internet!

If you feel the impulse do something that could wreck your reputation as a fearsome supernatural predator... lock your doors first.