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#188 - baking up troble - part 6
This comic very nearly didn't get made, and the story of the events of last night is not one for the faint-hearted. Those of you of a nervous dispostion are advised to simply enjoy the comic and move on, blissfully unaware of the UNIMAGINABLE HORRORS I faced last night. For those of a more corageous nature, please brace yourself as you read on: I cannot be held accountable for anyone who spotaneously expires out of sheer fright.
As summer enters full swing the nights are starting to get decidedly clammy, and so I decided employ nature's air-conditioning (also known as 'breezes') and leave my window wide open, to keep cool while I drew the comic. I was happily drawing the strip when suddenly a baleful sound met my ears: FLIK-A-FLIK! It sounded like the gargantuan beating wings of some deamonic bat, but in my heart I new the reality was far, far worse. The beast that had entered my room was none other than the greatest villain of the animal kingdom, that satan on dusty wings: a MOTH.
After flying around for a bit the black-winged fiend eventually lost interest in repeatedly dive-bombing my head and took up residence on the wall. Taking advantage of this remission in the onslaught I finished the comic and went to my computer to scan and colour it. Little did I know that reinforcements were waiting to ambush me there.
I made several attempts to scare it away by stabbing it with the mouse pointer, but to no avail, so with gritted teeth I did perhaps the bravest thing I have ever done: I coloured the comic while there was a moth on the monitor, and I did it all for YOU. Admittedly when the moth did inevitably launch itself directly at my face I did give a small shriek and stand on the bed for a bit, but that is beside the point. I am a hero, and from now on today will be declared an international holiday. World 'Comics in the face of moth-based adversity' Day. We'll have little flags and everything.
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pan
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(9.6.06 14:15)
I should have stopped reading when I saw the dreaded FLIK-A-FLIK... *shudder*
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undercovercookie
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(9.6.06 14:25)
i LIKE moths, they are like nocturnal butterflies, except brown and um, less pretty and less fluttery in the meadow, but and they have recruited me to aid them in their quest for world domination. I'm not sure what it'll involve but I imagine I'll be like a PA or something
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Helpful Frog
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(9.6.06 14:29)
You're the greatest Beaver and Steve artist ever.
Is 'Comics in the face of moth-based adversity' Day the sort of holiday where we don;t have to be at work and can sit in the shade of a happy tree? I could really do with a day like that.
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lilo
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(9.6.06 14:46)
I'll look forward to seeing the flags - they've got to be better than the tat that some people are flying at the moment.
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Katja
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(9.6.06 14:53)
Hurrah! You are a true hero. And I am also very excited (although not entirely surprised) to see that you have C is for Cookie as your desktop wallpaper.2 sweeties given
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undercovercookie
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(9.6.06 14:58)
This does not bring much supporting evidence to baboon's insistence that he is NOT obsessed with biscuits
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Kate
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(9.6.06 15:08)
Cookie - moths are NOT butterflies of the night. Butterflies do not come at you with menace, shrieking and gnashing their pointy butterfly teeth.
Well done Babs.
100 werthers originals awarded.
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emmm
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(9.6.06 15:24)
'satan on dusty wings' ahahahaha!! also, who doesn't pretend to be driving the bus?
several sweeties awarded
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Kate
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(9.6.06 15:38)
Oh my god, Em, you want to go on the Metro in Sunders - the front seat is next to the driver's cabin. It's ACE.
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pog
(9.6.06 15:46)
'Bake like the wind!' - sheer genius. You hero.
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Ratz
(9.6.06 16:27)
On the occasions I imagine myself driving the bus, I also imagine driving it on the pavement and over err.. nevermind. I'll go and put more dust on my wings.
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Bambi
(9.6.06 16:50)
Hello you little trouper.
I think this is my favourite of all your posts. It has so much going for it.
It has laughter, tears, mind-numbing fear of tiny fluttering insects. What more could one want??
I think you are a national hero and should be awarded moth-bodyguards immidiatly.
Bless your cotton socks.
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pog
(9.6.06 17:20)
Hopefully not your moth-eaten cotton socks ...
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Barnaby Chadwick
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(9.6.06 18:23)
A one day holiday? Nay, a week at least to do the heroics justice.
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bettyb
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(9.6.06 20:15)
Gee, thanks. What i really needed to see right now was more moths... *ker-faint*
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Bobble
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(10.6.06 09:22)
Bake like the wind! Love it.
I've seen a wrester reduced to tears by a moth in my kitchen once. It wasn't pretty.
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Jen
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(12.6.06 07:54)
i gasped when i saw that picture of the moth on your monitor. you are so brave!
and those are the cutest drawings of little red double decker busses evar! ::hug::
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erudite baboon
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(12.6.06 12:28)
I was going to say something about 'infinite moths', but the idea was too terrifying to contemplate. Much better to line them up exactly to minimise exposure.
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