For newcomers, that’s Archy the poetic cockroach under that cup. His speech balloon should be all in lower case – I apologise for accidentally typing it correctly.
Category / Smith
Cup
Where is everyone?
Children’s story
This is structured like most children’s picture books. You know the kind…
One morning, Jones went out for a walk.
First she met Smith. He was underneath a wastepaper basket.
“Hi, Smith” said Jones.
“Morning” said Smith
Then a few minutes later she met Chumley. He was under a cardboard box.
“Hi, Chumley” said Jones etc etc…
Donk!
Can Chumley come out to play?
Spot the Hergé reference.
Brol, the ubiquitous soap powder that appears in posters and magazine adverts in the Tintin books.
100 elephants
I’m recycling gags again. This originated in 1983, when a Russian spy satellite was threatening to fall to Earth and all the tabloids were convinced it would land on top of New York or London and destroy civilisation. The story repeated itself earlier this year with a Chinese space station as the protagonist, which reminded me of this storyline. I’ve updated it with a new, much sillier (and rather Asterix-ish) threat for Smith to worry about, and a far better ending than it had originally. When this storyline’s over I may post the 1983 originals somewhere.
Fluffy little clouds
Sometimes, when I drag an image from a web browser into Photoshop to create an image on a television screen it causes my Wacom tablet to crash, and I have to restart my compter to get it to work again. It happened here. Fear those fluffy little clouds. Fear them.
It’s all happening tomorrow…
Royal weddings. FA Cup Finals. Perhaps not the best day for the Hastleons to be putting on its Cabaret night, but that’s where I’ll be, having no real interest in either football or Harry and Megan.
Sandy is a Chelsea supporter because that’s the team I was told I supported when I was a kid, and they seem to have made it to the Finals tomorrow. They are the blue one and the other team is the red one.
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