Posts Tagged ‘tragedy’
It’s Christmas and like every year at this time, I’ll be recommending a new type of inspirational Christmas ornament for your house. This year; “A RED BOW”!
I hope this comic made you think about breakfast products. Like really think about them. In some parts of the world they drink their own urine, you know. For breakfast. And also, if they wake up in the middle of the night and can’t fall asleep. Because of stress at work and such. I don’t think that’s right. I’m horrified even. Like I totally forgot I made the whole thing up. That’s no way to live.
It’s unicorn day. That time of year when we once again gather with family and friends to share our fondest memories and stories of unicorns. Stay horny, my friends. Stay horny.
Well, you might be laughing now, but I’m the one laughing all the way to the bank! Hah! Or crying. Was it crying? In the bank? Crying inside the bank? I’m the one crying inside the bank. In front of that guy. Did I wet my pants? In the bank? On the way home? All the way home. From the bank. Nevermind. My life is awesome!
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Aha! You might wonder if this is some sort of prekwill to earlier installments of Anyone for Rhubarb. Namely this and this. Thinking you got it all figured out. All the while, I’m intentionally misspelling prekwill to throw you waaay off. Not unlike a magician who wants you to look at his right hand, so you don’t notice what the left one is doing. All part of my plan to slowly and steadily brand myself as an enigma wrapped in a riddle. I’m not answering any questions you see. I’m posing them. Is prekwills some sort of deep sea fish for example?
Before anyone asks me if this is in any way autobiographical let me beat you to it; “I am a boxers exclusively kind of guy”.
Pirates are a safe bet, right? Pirates, cutlass’, bandanas and some awesome boat plundering and things automatically start to reek of smash hit. Pirates are for pop culture of the sea, what zombies are for the mainland. See also pop culture of the air: flaming seagulls of wrath, and pop culture of the forest: That guy Tom Cruise plays in Legend. You can’t go wrong with pirates. Still, you can’t say I didn’t make a darn good try.
I’m aware that the last couple of Rhubarbs have taken the comic in a slightly new direction in terms of tone and form, compared to previous installments. It may just happen, that the Rhubarb is growing up and turning out a big awkward teenager with weirdly strong glasses and clothes that don’t really fit. The excellent news is, you got first row tickets for every new pimple, pubic hair and involuntary boner. And I don’t even know exactly what that means metaphorically, that’s how awesome it is!
Some day this placeholder text will be replaced with some of the deep insights and thoughts behind this comic. There’s gonna be all about how the giants represent fear of commitment and how the knit sweaters symbolize hope in the midst of a global financial crisis. It’s gonna be deep and thought provoking. Even controversial at times. But for now you’ll have to do with this temporary text. I’m sorry.