My head is spinning! As I mindlessly try to follow the message(s) like a good little Froglandian acolyte of She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the relentless flurry of thirty-three and a third RPMs is more than I can assimilate with my wizened and slow synapses. Instead, I must treat this as more like a carnival racket-wheel: round and round, until coming to rest with the arrow pointing at just one value.
Which shall it be? Almost any except the muu-muu store! Some are more enticing. Vice exposé has its attractions. Shaming a lying umbrella could be satisfying. My interest in ceramics would be whetted by handling handles correctly (which is, mostly not at all). And I am just plain curious (no color intended) about The Phony.
Comic stripping should not be so perplexing and difficult!
I’ve been wrong before, lotsa times, but one of the not-so-subliminal messages I’m getting here is that the muu muu I’m buying comes with a person occupying it. And that person might be Ethel Merman. That – that would be a major case of buyer’s remorse.
Hell, back in ‘60s I could tell Richard Deacon was gay (and I didn’t even know what gay was – (back then Van Buren, America wasn’t exactly a bastion of wokeness)).
Beyond it is another dimension – a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into the Froggy Zone.
I never grow tired of hearing this old man complain to his local paper. The problem is he dialed the wrong number and left his message on somebody else’s answering machine.
Superfrog about 4 years ago
I never read the circulars.
Randy B Premium Member about 4 years ago
Is this the Surveillance Pickle LP®™? (#FB00097)
3hourtour Premium Member about 4 years ago
…I’m not saying this FA is leaving subliminal messages…
…but suddenly I have a strong urge for a Del Taco Double Cheeseburger…
…and to watch a Barbara Stanwyck and/ or Katharine Hepburn movie double header…
…while drinking a Jameson Cold Brew…
…and if you spin this comic on your 4 in 1 radio, cassette, cd, phonograph player, you get to see the whole girl…
… yes I know it’s cliche…
…but I think a good looking collar bone on a woman is sexy as hell…
… and panty hose are different than yoga pants…
…a lady at church wore a not quite sweater dress to church the other week while wearing only panty hose underneath…
…trust me, they are not yoga pants…
…because nothing is sexier than seeing the p.h. underweld…
…da Fadder could hardly preach about David and Jonathan he was so distracted…
The Old Wolf about 4 years ago
Geez you could have at least published this in CD format
Brass Orchid Premium Member about 4 years ago
The Muu Muu is a coverup. You want the inside report? You can’t handle the people and the pictures. Half of a rock is just a smaller rock.
!!ǝlɐ⅁ about 4 years ago
‘Memo to umbrella: you are a liar.’ Yes! They lie everyday, saying that it won’t rain, but then it does! Lying, nasty bumbershoots! B^D
Sisyphos about 4 years ago
My head is spinning! As I mindlessly try to follow the message(s) like a good little Froglandian acolyte of She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, the relentless flurry of thirty-three and a third RPMs is more than I can assimilate with my wizened and slow synapses. Instead, I must treat this as more like a carnival racket-wheel: round and round, until coming to rest with the arrow pointing at just one value.
Which shall it be? Almost any except the muu-muu store! Some are more enticing. Vice exposé has its attractions. Shaming a lying umbrella could be satisfying. My interest in ceramics would be whetted by handling handles correctly (which is, mostly not at all). And I am just plain curious (no color intended) about The Phony.
Comic stripping should not be so perplexing and difficult!
coltish1 about 4 years ago
I’ve been wrong before, lotsa times, but one of the not-so-subliminal messages I’m getting here is that the muu muu I’m buying comes with a person occupying it. And that person might be Ethel Merman. That – that would be a major case of buyer’s remorse.
Rotifer FREE BEER & BATH MATS ON FEB. 31st Thalweg Premium Member about 4 years ago
Hell, back in ‘60s I could tell Richard Deacon was gay (and I didn’t even know what gay was – (back then Van Buren, America wasn’t exactly a bastion of wokeness)).
Radish... about 4 years ago
Beyond it is another dimension – a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into the Froggy Zone.
Howard'sMyHero about 4 years ago
Delirium tremens … The Lost Weekend … Ray Milland … Now in full Technicolor … (barf too) …!
Blog note to JG : keep your chin up as well as out …!
Teresa Burritt (Frog Applause) creator about 4 years ago
I never grow tired of hearing this old man complain to his local paper. The problem is he dialed the wrong number and left his message on somebody else’s answering machine.
https://www.blogger.com/u/1/blog/post/edit/2459570971528871844/5745111142105580964
willie_mctell about 4 years ago
My dad was in the dime store business. In the ‘60s and early’70s he did very well with muu-muus. He found a great source.
6turtle9 about 4 years ago
Spin me right ‘round, baby, right ‘round…