Also, another setup is the annual Comedy Writers’ Banquet, where they know all the jokes, and…}
The one you’re referring to is along the lines of “Charlie never could tell a joke.”
The other is after one number, everybody laughs politely … except for one guy who completely cracks up and keeps laughing and almost falls out of his chair:
I searched the Web for this yesterday, knowing/assuming it was probably from some comic strip or sitcom, and the only results I could find were comments of yours on a couple of other webcomic sites , but not this one.
That’s got to be a pretty rare situtation and somewhat related to the Googlewhack.
Regrets that I can’t find Volume One of the most recent Fantagraphics reissue of “Pogo,” so I can’t pinpoint the exact date, but it would be within the “New York Star” period; Walt Kelly might have reused it later but I don’t remember.
Found it. It was literally under my feet, a stack of books under the table I keep my tower computer on.
December 28th, 1948. Boll Weevil comes up as Pogo and Beauregard are about to listen to a flea tell a dialect joke in flea. The flea does, Beauregard laughs, and Boll Weevil says, “He told it wrong—and since when does Irishmens drop their aitches?”
You know… this really makes me wonder how Dietzel learned to communicate and such the way he has. He’s far off the charts for your average K9 and it really makes me suspect that he’s related to some group of para.
…Actually, the more I think on that…
Recall, not so long ago, we met a young half-fey who was transformed into a butterfly. One imagines transforming someone into a different warm-blooded mammal much closer in size would take less energy.
You know, BEFORE a fey princess sneezed and shrank him to the size of a MLP doll entirely by accident. Yes, this seems very very plausible, doesn’t it?
Dietzel is still on the job! Helping to bring light and love to those in need. Size matters not!
Sweet. If I could talk to spiders by farting my armpit I would…
An excellent interaction which begs the question: what would a spider be depressed about?
*speculating* cozy in a sac with hundreds of your siblings, then everybody goes their separate ways, and most don’t survive the next few days.
Also, when I saw this, I thought of Digit, and now this new jumping spider:
https://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/jumping-spiders-have-genuine-cognition-and-can-plan-ahead-catch-prey/
IFL Science often bumps the line of sensationalism in news, but this article has decent sources – the point I’m making is that Paul’s depiction of Digit and this spider are delightfully in line with what we’ve learned about these spiders.
raid fly strips?
*when I saw this* = when I saw the article that I linked
“He told it wrong. And since when do Irishmen drop their aitches?”
Hah!
The punchline to the Story of the Only Jokebook in the Prison Library. Also a very old “Pogo” strip.
That’s ONE of the punchlines – it has two.
Also, another setup is the annual Comedy Writers’ Banquet, where they know all the jokes, and…}
The one you’re referring to is along the lines of “Charlie never could tell a joke.”
The other is after one number, everybody laughs politely … except for one guy who completely cracks up and keeps laughing and almost falls out of his chair:
“I guess he never heard that one before.”
I searched the Web for this yesterday, knowing/assuming it was probably from some comic strip or sitcom, and the only results I could find were comments of yours on a couple of other webcomic sites , but not this one.
That’s got to be a pretty rare situtation and somewhat related to the Googlewhack.
Regrets that I can’t find Volume One of the most recent Fantagraphics reissue of “Pogo,” so I can’t pinpoint the exact date, but it would be within the “New York Star” period; Walt Kelly might have reused it later but I don’t remember.
Found it. It was literally under my feet, a stack of books under the table I keep my tower computer on.
December 28th, 1948. Boll Weevil comes up as Pogo and Beauregard are about to listen to a flea tell a dialect joke in flea. The flea does, Beauregard laughs, and Boll Weevil says, “He told it wrong—and since when does Irishmens drop their aitches?”
Getting some Lucas The Spider vibes here… 🙂
This doesn’t look like a jumper, just a random spider.
I wonder if Dietzel is missing Digit? This could become a problem if she finds out Digit is making friends with other spiders.
You know… this really makes me wonder how Dietzel learned to communicate and such the way he has. He’s far off the charts for your average K9 and it really makes me suspect that he’s related to some group of para.
His forelimbs are also more flexible and arm-like at times.
…and apparently he can make armpit fart noises despite said “armpit” being covered in fur.
Clearly, he is magical.
…Actually, the more I think on that…
Recall, not so long ago, we met a young half-fey who was transformed into a butterfly. One imagines transforming someone into a different warm-blooded mammal much closer in size would take less energy.
You know, BEFORE a fey princess sneezed and shrank him to the size of a MLP doll entirely by accident. Yes, this seems very very plausible, doesn’t it?
Now watch that spider be Digit’s sibling…
Who is this new spider?
DIETZEL!!!!!!!
Someone is ‘Crushing’ on Dietzel.