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Fuck…you couldn’t let the man have his chili. No one…and I mean NO ONE, touches Hobs.
And Cal would be doing them a favor. Cal will just rip out their gallbladders and strangle them with them.
Hobs would hang them upside down from their knees, and use an acetylene torch to burn the skin on their backs. Then, he would lower them into a vat of water up to their shoulders. Since their skin is burnt, they would have a choice. In order to keep from drowning, they would have to bend at the waist to get their head above water, cracking the seared flesh on their back, and suffering from the intense pain. Eventually, though, they would tire, and Hobs would watch them drown, with his cold, glassy eyes.
@Acylglycerol: Thank you for the newest dispatch from the Dept. of Redundancy Dept. LOL
I guess I was wrong last comment, I guess the bloodletting may start in less than 48 hours….thought maybe we’d get a chance to see Cal calm and relaxed for a spell then have him have his moment where the tanker of whoopass cracks upon the shore, but why wait for the inevitable, I guess?
@KiZeR: with such a variety of food they seem to carry, I’d doubt the tuna, if they had it, would be that fresh, actually, but I think he’s about to have some jackoff tartare to make up for it LOL
I’m sorry lkjsdlfkj, but I believe I said genius for a very good reason. I’m sure we could settle this disagreement over a game of chess if that is your wish.
@KiZeR:
I’m with punx on this one. Besides, if Hobbes wanted to try the tuna, he’d ask for it himself. (He’s probably got a few choice words about the establishment, eh wot?)
Good on Rose for acknowledging the ferocious tiger though.
Rosie comes back out with the food, the other two are nowhere to be found.
Rosie: “You sure you don’t want any food for your friend?”
CAL: “Nope. He’s full … just ate, actually.”
Rosie: “Ah. Dammit, where’d those other two run off to? They didn’t pay!”
CAL: (squinting menacingly) “Oh, yes … they paid….”
– Captcha requested performance enhancers due to “difficulty vashire.”
September 6th, 2010 at 1:08 am
Fuck…you couldn’t let the man have his chili. No one…and I mean NO ONE, touches Hobs.
And Cal would be doing them a favor. Cal will just rip out their gallbladders and strangle them with them.
Hobs would hang them upside down from their knees, and use an acetylene torch to burn the skin on their backs. Then, he would lower them into a vat of water up to their shoulders. Since their skin is burnt, they would have a choice. In order to keep from drowning, they would have to bend at the waist to get their head above water, cracking the seared flesh on their back, and suffering from the intense pain. Eventually, though, they would tire, and Hobs would watch them drown, with his cold, glassy eyes.
Wait…a bit too graphic?
September 6th, 2010 at 2:47 am
Tumbleweeds!
September 6th, 2010 at 3:11 am
@ flabajaba
You worked closely with Torquemada in a past life, no?
September 6th, 2010 at 4:53 am
Haven’t seen a Tumbleweeds comic in years. The website looks like it hasn’t be redone since the 90s.
http://www.tumbleweeds.com/snake.html
http://www.tumbleweeds.com/snookie.html
September 6th, 2010 at 6:42 am
This will not end well.
September 6th, 2010 at 10:31 am
@Acylglycerol: Thank you for the newest dispatch from the Dept. of Redundancy Dept. LOL
I guess I was wrong last comment, I guess the bloodletting may start in less than 48 hours….thought maybe we’d get a chance to see Cal calm and relaxed for a spell then have him have his moment where the tanker of whoopass cracks upon the shore, but why wait for the inevitable, I guess?
September 6th, 2010 at 11:20 am
If you guys haven’t read this strip yet (was in a paper deep fried) it is awesome. Won’t spoil it for you, but Jason is a genuis’ genuis
September 6th, 2010 at 12:59 pm
Be it genius or gory,
I want to see where this goes.
So far so good.
September 6th, 2010 at 1:42 pm
The transformative process from cutesy stuffed animal to feral feline should be frighteninining to say the least….;)
September 6th, 2010 at 1:48 pm
Look at HOBS. Look how sweet and cuddly he looks. God, I cannot wait for the mayhem that is to follow this page. ^^
September 6th, 2010 at 2:46 pm
d’aww… look at that cute little stuffed tiger. Isn’t he the cutest li-
GEEZUS CHRIST MY HAND!!!
September 6th, 2010 at 3:18 pm
Ahhh… Tumbling Tumbleweeds…
If the Sheriff has a lick of sense, he’ll not show up in this segment. Note I said IF.
I hope Rosie trucks it outta there when it starts. She at least was shooting straight about the food.
September 6th, 2010 at 5:48 pm
@HAL 9000 : don’t you mean genuis?
JY is a genuis’ genuis
September 6th, 2010 at 7:59 pm
This comic missed an opportunity. Hobbes’ favorite food was a tuna sandwich.
From Tricion
September 6th, 2010 at 9:57 pm
@KiZeR: with such a variety of food they seem to carry, I’d doubt the tuna, if they had it, would be that fresh, actually, but I think he’s about to have some jackoff tartare to make up for it LOL
September 6th, 2010 at 11:20 pm
LOL, C.A.L.v1N looks just like Racoom or Android 16 from DBZ (well, maybe for the spikey hair)! Can he blow up mountains just like them?
(Even funnier, this C.A.L.v1N thing would be EXACTLY what Calvin from the 80′s would have wanted in real life…)
September 7th, 2010 at 7:21 am
I’m sorry lkjsdlfkj, but I believe I said genius for a very good reason. I’m sure we could settle this disagreement over a game of chess if that is your wish.
September 7th, 2010 at 10:53 am
@KiZeR:
I’m with punx on this one. Besides, if Hobbes wanted to try the tuna, he’d ask for it himself. (He’s probably got a few choice words about the establishment, eh wot?)
Good on Rose for acknowledging the ferocious tiger though.
hicerfal sinister.
September 7th, 2010 at 2:00 pm
This may have already come up in the comments, but I sure hope C.A.L gets an excuse to break out his patented ‘Tracer Bullet.’
September 7th, 2010 at 2:06 pm
Soon there will be dead Tumbleweeds rolling across the plains.
Love how you depicted Snake as a modern-day redneck, right down to the flag on his vest.
– No idea what Captcha is trying to say: poiestes Welsh.
September 7th, 2010 at 10:10 pm
I can already imagine the next scene:
Rosie comes back out with the food, the other two are nowhere to be found.
Rosie: “You sure you don’t want any food for your friend?”
CAL: “Nope. He’s full … just ate, actually.”
Rosie: “Ah. Dammit, where’d those other two run off to? They didn’t pay!”
CAL: (squinting menacingly) “Oh, yes … they paid….”
– Captcha requested performance enhancers due to “difficulty vashire.”