Thursday, April 29, 2010

Save yourselves




It looks like Bramwell is getting the upper hand!


But he's taking a terrible beating in the process!


I find this all very distasteful ... but exhilarating!


Hmmm. Look like Ol' Bramwell givin that red-headed feller an asswhoopin. Mmm.


Submit, Carrot Top!


Uncle! Uncle! I quit!



Oh, Mr. Bramwell! Well done. Are you badly hurt?


Bruised, perhaps, Mrs. Egram, but unbowed.


Oh! Tee-hee!


We must make our way to the I Ching elevator without delay!


Not so fast Bramwell!


Chucky!


Save yourselves, Mrs. Egram. Run for the elevator. I'll try to hold him off for as long as I can!


Karl! What is that?


Some folks calls it a sling blade. I call it a kaiser blade. Mmm. ... Reckon I'm gonna kill that other red-headed feller.


Hmmm. Mmm.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Stand aside, Carrot Top!


Be very quiet as we slip past the tattoo parlor.


Hey dudes, what's up?


That would be none of your concern.


What's with the freaky duds? Are you dudes going to a costume party?


Hmm mm. These is inter-dimensional travel uniforms. Mmm. We's a fixin' to go to Parallel Time. Mmm.


Parallel Time? Dudes, I'm afraid I can't let you do that.


Stand aside, Carrot Top!


Oh, I don't think so, Bramwell. Arrgghhh!


Good heavens!


Oh my. I feel feint.


Young man, put your clothes on at once!


Stand back, Mrs. Egram! Leave Carrot Top to me.


Grrrrrrr!


Oh my! Tee-hee.


I reckon them fellers is fixin' to fight. Hmmm.

Grrrrrr! Arrrghhh!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

We are on a mission to save Allentown


Is this absurd apparel absolutely necessary?


My dear Mrs. Egram, inter-dimensional travel is fraught with danger. These uniforms will offer us some protection.


If you ask me these ensembles are preposterous ... not to mention somewhat risque.


Mrs. Egram, I think the uniform agrees with you. You look stunning!


Oh, Mr. Bramwell. Tee hee.


I reckon I look like some kinda sissy in this getup. Mmm hmmm.


Yes, you do. ... I think my suit, however, is quite fetching. I feel as snug as a bug in a rug in this comfy codpiece.


Spare me your perverse observations, Truman. I feel like some ridiculous lizard in this costume.


If, as they say, the shoe fits ...


Now if everyone would listen to me carefully. We will proceed to the underground tattoo parlor, where we first met.


You mean the comfort station. I thought you told us the comfort station was not the portal to Parallel Time.


The portal is not in the comfort station, but it is nearby. If you would stop toying with your codpiece long enough to listen to me, you might know that.


Oh, fine. Talk.


In this timeline we do not do our inter-dimensional travel in toilets, sir. We use the I Ching elevator. We must proceed quickly past the tattoo parlor and into the elevator without arousing the suspicions of Carrot Top.


And if we do arouse his suspicions?


Then I shall deal with him myself. ... Once aboard the elevator, we shall use the I Ching paddles to harness the energy of inter-dimensional space to begin our journey.


Oh, the paddles. How long will it take?


That cannot be known. But once the elevator has stopped we will need to open the doors to see if we are in the correct universe and timeline. If we are not in the right place, we must seal the doors immediately and start again. I cannot begin to describe to you the dangers that may await us if we travel into the wrong time.


Sir, we are on a mission to save Allentown. Nothing shall dissuade us.


You know, I'm starting to miss the other Marge.


All right. My dear lady and gentlemen, it is time to assemble.


Onward!