A rare four-panel attempt, here. This definitely fits into the category of ‘I can see what you were attempting…’
I’ve also gone for something wordless, which was a departure from my usual humour– more often than not, my captions were long, probably too long, so this was clearly an attempt to go in a different direction. Which isn’t to say it worked. In fact, let’s not say that at all.
So, it appears that even in the early days of Facebook, it was a senseless narcotic that took over everybody’s lives……
Actually, I quite like this one. It has that Punch magazine combination of ordinary people fervently doing the exactly wrong thing for the best reasons. Plus, spiritualism is just funny to me.
“Gerald… Gerald… If you can hear me, update your Facebook profile…”
Alien invasion, check. Cannibalism, check. Bait-and-switch scenario, check. It’s like a wet dream for second rate cartoonists, this one.
Of course, I could lie awake at night, dreaming of being a second-rate cartoonist……
“Come in, Ambassador. We’ve been expecting you.”
Cartoon psychiatrists. Bless ’em.
“How would you feel if I suggested that this brains fixation you’re manifesting
has something to do with your mother?”
I suppose any large organisation has its own ridiculous traditions and superstitions, but let’s be honest, religion starts with ridiculousness and superstition, and builds from there. Transubstantiation– the idea that the wine and wafer is transformed, purely by belief, into the body and blood of the person they purport to worship– is not openly ludicrous, it’s downright creepy.
Still, nobody ever said lunacy was a bad subject for comedy…… (Also, I have no idea why the priest should be 15 feet tall. Thanks, perspective!)
“These home brand wafers always taste slightly like Simon-who-was-called-Peter to me.”
Aliens are funny. I’ve a whole collection of books devoted solely to science fiction, space, and alien cartoons. The truth that we all avoid, as SF fans, is that the entire genre is, essentially, ludicrous. Sometimes it’s nice to stop being so damned serious about the whole thing, and scribble something silly.
Clearly, I was also very sick of being remotely talented that day……
“I’m full, but it’s so delicious I just can’t stop picking!”
Flipper sucked, dolphins are bastards, and tuna tastes good. Get over it.
“Now, remember, your motivation is to stick the bomb under the ship…”