June 21st, 2010
Weapon Brown 168
Don’t bother explaining yourself, Charlie Brown. Comic readers are just voracious vultures who want their strip and want it NOW!
Don’t bother explaining yourself, Charlie Brown. Comic readers are just voracious vultures who want their strip and want it NOW!
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June 22nd, 2010 at 12:11 am
ha ha, oh wow.
June 22nd, 2010 at 12:11 am
Oh dear God…
June 22nd, 2010 at 12:15 am
That’s… realy gross.
Also, I had to check the previous strip to remember what’s the context of this revelation again.
Yea, it got worse.
“main perish”. This is one awesome captcha!
June 22nd, 2010 at 12:17 am
Cool, Shmoo is Garf poo. Bet it is tangy and sweet and verry warm when it first comes out. YUMMY. Fantastic Job JY, I expected something disgusting, gross, and just wrong and your warped, fucked mind provided. Well worth the long wait..
reCaptcha: The anton
June 22nd, 2010 at 12:18 am
I had a feeling, about just what kind of thing it was going to turn out to be, but I have one small problem with this explanation….didn’t Crok and his Legionnaries kill the Garf when they “saved” Chuck back in B.C. (which, yes, I understand is what this Magic Kingdom is under)?
Unless, of course, there is more than one….
June 22nd, 2010 at 12:43 am
gross.
but cool.
June 22nd, 2010 at 12:59 am
Is Chuck trying to hold onto his cookies in that bottom panel? I never thought I would see him wanna puke…
The Captcha dictionsry tells us what can make a hole in or through something with or as if with a drill: “Bores Do”
June 22nd, 2010 at 1:01 am
Incidentally, the other end of the Garf is all the way back in strip #58. Figured I’d save you the HOUR of searching.
June 22nd, 2010 at 2:10 am
Yes, Anne, that is the sound of lunch coming, but not exactly the Garf’s.
June 22nd, 2010 at 2:12 am
Wow….just wow. I wonder if it tastes like lasagna.
Captcha has discovered the vehicle they use to clean left-over schmoo from the garf’s chamber “the zamboni”
June 22nd, 2010 at 3:24 am
Totally called it.
June 22nd, 2010 at 3:38 am
@punx: I believe that they didn’t kill the Garf, only scared it into hidding inside the ground again.
June 22nd, 2010 at 4:08 am
captcha says: stole mind
’nuff said
June 22nd, 2010 at 5:36 am
I love Annie’s evil alien looking eyes in panel 3.
Dante and Randal are trying to convince reCaptcha to help them out at the Quick Stop: clerked what
June 22nd, 2010 at 5:38 am
Actually, I mean panel 2.
reCaptcha indends to try some track and field: approach hurdling
June 22nd, 2010 at 8:21 am
Unless Garfield was genetically engineered (which doesn’t seem likely since he resides in the wastelands), shmoo is an accidental creation, which is reminiscent of Douglas Adams’ babel fish:
“Now it is such a bizarrely improbable coincidence that anything so mindboggingly useful could have evolved purely by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as the final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God. The argument goes something like this:
`I refuse to prove that I exist, says God, `for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.’
`But,’ says Man, `The Babel fish is a dead giveaway, isn’t it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don’t. QED.’
`Oh dear,’ says God, `I hadn’t thought of that,’ and promptly vanished in a puff of logic.”
June 22nd, 2010 at 8:22 am
Ah, so this is how Arbuckle gets introduced, amirite?
June 22nd, 2010 at 9:07 am
Where’s Annie from?
June 22nd, 2010 at 10:40 am
Common misconception:
God: “Without faith, I am nothing.”
EEEEEENNNNNNT!
Anyways, I’m looking at this comic and all I can think is, “What’s UP, Chuck?”
June 22nd, 2010 at 11:01 am
I’m glad the reveal was worth the wait. I had to genetically engineer the Garf reference so it looked just right.
…
Captcha’s CEO adjusted his tie and adressed the board. “Melanin You has been our most successful product launch to date. I don’t care how many children develop transparent skin! We aren’t pulling it off the shelves!”
June 22nd, 2010 at 11:06 am
GAAAAHH!!!
June 22nd, 2010 at 12:31 pm
…it looks like Chuck’s about to break down crying in that bottom left panel. Poor bastard’s been through too much, and this’ll just knock him over into crazy town….*tsk* a shame.
June 22nd, 2010 at 1:41 pm
That was in Buckley’s boobs!
June 22nd, 2010 at 3:42 pm
I KNEW there was a reason that Garf wasn’t killed off!
And… and… that’s why Jon’s shoe was just lying around Bone City for no apparant reason!
Man. Y’know, a lot of these plot twists I sort of see coming. But this one? Blindsided, man. Blindsided into the dirt. Bravo.
June 22nd, 2010 at 4:38 pm
Lil’ reference to Frank Herbert’s Dune here?
( Sandworm ____ was the source of The Spice. )
June 22nd, 2010 at 5:08 pm
Why has nobody addressed exactly WHAT part of the Garf that is?
Anxiety, simplified for the masses: laymen tension
June 22nd, 2010 at 5:08 pm
Because Mr. Beasley (the postman from “Blondie”) had told us that they were trying to make shmoo from human feces, I expected something spectacularly gross; oddly enough, this isn’t quite as bad as I’d thought. I guess it’s like when a word gets bleeped out on TV; what you think they said is always worse than what they actually said.
– Captcha isn’t being very original: of mimicked.
June 22nd, 2010 at 8:47 pm
it seems to me that this source of sustenance is hardly infinite. wont the garf eventually run out of food, thus running out of crap, thus ending the food supply for everyone in the rebellion? i thought the shmoo was supposed to be able to outlast the syndicate’s food supply.
the captain of the guard nervously cleared his throat, and informed his evil overlord of the bad news. “He… he got away, Boss. We think he had some outside help. I’ve dispatched some extra patrol teams to tra-” His sentence was cut short by a bullet screaming its way through his vocal chords. He clutched his neck and fell to the ground, letting out a silent “I’M SORRY” as another bullet found its way from one side of his brain to the other. “Get this useless piece of trash out of my sight.” The captain’s second in command stepped forward. “Where do you want us to bring the body, Boss?” Captcha informed him that it should go where all of their trash goes: “to dumpster”
June 22nd, 2010 at 9:09 pm
…I have nothing to say. o_o
June 23rd, 2010 at 6:20 am
I’m guessing that’s Cal’s way in. He seems to be pretty resilient, and going down Garf’s gullet likely would just piss him off more.
June 23rd, 2010 at 7:08 am
As Cal’s body is teeming with nanobots. Does that mean the nanobots can infect other organisms?
reCaptcha doesn’t think a certain someone will agree with my opinions: weiss criticizing
June 23rd, 2010 at 9:58 am
@C. Mage: What, you’re saying God can be believed in through reason instead of faith? And if you believe in God, why are you here? Just reading this strip can get you sent to the 7th level of hell.
June 23rd, 2010 at 2:28 pm
After much thought and consideration, hours of meditation and reflection, I have but one thing to say about this:
Ewww.
ReCaptcha: A knighted monster
June 23rd, 2010 at 3:37 pm
I wonder if they captured the Garf or if it grew inside the complex and is just bound there now.
Pulling a sock puppet out of his pocket the ventriloquist comments “Well Mr. Captcha you look a little troubled by this turn of events” The puppet replies “and revolted”
June 24th, 2010 at 12:08 am
@ Richard: Captcha knows what you need to save your soul from the depths of sin, perdition, and yungbluth and who will also to bring you pizza: Delivery Minister!!!!!!!
June 24th, 2010 at 10:29 am
@Richard – Actually, what I was trying to say (at the risk of sounding preachy) is that God exists whether people have faith in Him or not. And since I know how volatile theological discussions can be, that’s my last word on the subject on this forum.
(chuckles) As for the 7th level of Hell, well, I’m already there. I work in internet tech support.
(Captcha understands how one feels when working online tech support: of isolated.)
June 24th, 2010 at 4:03 pm
He has an almost sad look on his face….Like the realization is setting in of: We survive off of eating this things shit. We’re eating shit. And its fucking delicious.
June 24th, 2010 at 4:54 pm
@C. Mage: Aye, but that’s the rub: how do you know God exists unless you can prove it? But yeah, we’d best not hijack this thread with an irrelevant tangent. Suffice it to say a primer on the issue may be found here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fideism
June 24th, 2010 at 10:22 pm
I hope that whatever comes out is white and has cute little feet and whiskers
June 25th, 2010 at 5:20 am
@ espensor
Sorry.
September 30th, 2010 at 7:44 pm
@Richard – How do I know God exists? Simple. I simply do not have the monumental level of faith to believe that all of Creation happened by mere chance, that the delicate and rich balance of nature and reality occurred by accident. Trust me, it takes LESS faith to believe in Intelligent Design than to buy the idea of accidental Creation. Ever seen the odds against it? ( http://godsci.com/gs/new/finetuning.html )
September 30th, 2010 at 11:35 pm
@C. Mage
Wow! Richard’s comment was from three months ago. Are you debating in bullet time?
I will rejoin with the simple but irrefutable fact that to allege that intelligent life needed an intelligent creator is to argue in circles.
What the fuck is up with Captcha? I had to reload twenty times just to get: Sets Fands???