Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for September 14, 2010

This is why you don’t let your soldiers hang out at the Renaissance Faire: They pick up all sorts of dirty language.

Low indeed! Reminds me of Hector and Achilles (or Hektor and Achilleus, if you prefer) by the Berlin Painter, on the neck of a volute krater in the B.M.

If you think dog-billed ducks are a revelation, check out the Versailles Chapel coyote.

Look up “versailles chapel” in Google, click on Images, and look at all the different thumbnails of this chapel. You will see Coyote looking back at you.

That’s a “go” where I come from…

once you go cartoonist you never go back….

To Sisyphos: Three times he (Achilles) had dragged Hector around the Trojan walls, and Achilles sold the lifeless body for gold.

Considering Sharon Osborn’s marriage to Ozzie, I found it odd that she couldn’t understand one word that Jackie Evancho was singing.

lower than that would be ‘stripper cartoonist’

not that I am saying that Teresa is a stripper. but she MIGHT be considered an exotic dancer

uh oh, may have crossed a line, there. banishment is imminent. .Damn! and I was having SUCH a good day.

Let me be the first to display my ignorance here: Clowndigger? It has a nice, perverse ring to it, but I’m not convinced. Use it in a sentence.

@Rotifer -

“You are a clowndigger!” Tom said humorously.

I set you up for that one, crazyhooter (you owe me big time).

Re: “Looking Out The Window” on the FLOG. I see The Cartoonist is sending nighthawks more not-so-subtle messages (again).

A clowndigger is very much like a clamdigger. Hidden clowns are harder to find when the tide goes out, but once you find a hole, they come out by the dozens.

Clowns should be marinated, boiled, and served with lots of hot sauce. Otherwise, they taste funny.

And when gladiator 1 makes it worse and says “Eclectic Cartoonist!” … That’s when the gods send down the lightning bolts!

That Movie Bus seems to be swerving all over the road, it must be showing Frog Applause clips. Either that or they’re jostling for the last seat like the cretins above.

Clowndiggers can be found in Shakespeare. In Hamlet: “Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him Horatio. A man of infinite jest…” And who found his skull? A clowndigger.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will… what did you call me, beotch?!

BTW… I’m so into the notion of a “stripper cartoonist”. Imagine, nighthawks, slithering into your favorite boobie-hatchery only to find a half naked female whipping out a quick sketch of the Family Circus. You know, one of the single-panel, overhead versions where little Billy runs all over the neighborhood leaving a thick trail of dotted line in his wake.

9 months ago, Frog Applause said: “I have no idea what this word [Clowndigger] means, but I love the evil sound of it.”

9 months ago, John said: “Digger of clown graves? Clown who digs graves for the people murdered to death by fellow scary clowns?”

If you want to hear Teresa (I mean, who else could it be? It’s certainly not Vlad) call you You Dirty Rotten Clowndigger, try THIS link.

Now I can go to the Blog…

no idea how I missed the job postings back in august but i’m volunteering for any position i can get into!!

er…. wait.

actually, that’s exactly what I meant… any position at all

;)

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