Be a smarty and party with Marty

Lord Byron would blush

Here is a picture of such saucy content that I have been ordered, nay... COMMANDED by the whole of europe (a bunch not short on the owd muckiness themselves) to blank out all but the parts with the least rudies.... this is all that was left

counting backwards from 12

Catch a boat to england baby, maybe to spain

go for it ... and so on

that phrase is back to haunt me

'let's do this'... oh my, how do I despise thee... let me count the ways

The kids are so excited

...cos the stork has brought a son and daughter for Mr and Mrs Micky Mouse

I need somebody

....not just anybody

It aint easy

In a horrid house there's a greasy dark basement
where they put all the youths on a work experience placement
they learn very quickly all those sisters and those brothers
that their life will forever exist beneath the shoes of others

remember before...

...remember before all this crap the bastards are peddling? Remember before eight year old kids needing to contact other eight year old kids on the phone more than 4 times a day... before cinematic 'experiences', before 'safe' levels of radiation in everything... remember when MTV didn't have a channel dedicated to taking you round the spotless homogenised homes of the rich and unheard of... remember when polititians at least pretended not to be idle, duplicitous perverts sucking on the greasey nipples of other people's misery... when footballers gave a shit... when mars bars were bigger... when you could go into town, buy 3 new suits, a pair of boots, a bunch of bananas and a sack full of monkeys nuts and still have change from a jam jar??? No???

...aye me neither

Much too many much

past blast

Over friendly

Come on Shakey

Psychic powerless another man's sac

Gorillas love to scuba dive

the macaque is an old school monkey

Wazy Lankers

Future wars coming soon

future wars are coming soon

using sand cannon and water pistol

from prison camps you'll hear the cries

from the beds that are fashioned from thistle

In case of emergency

Neven Nesic's cousin

here's neven nesic's cousin

at last count he had a dozen

this one sleeps beneath a tan

the rest crowd inside a caravan

the party of the first part

It was splendid and sleek
it went on for over a week
there were pukers there were fights
the police showed up on every night
we were together in the riotous laugh
the morning after we all moved gaff
such a success we should entertain again
I'll send you a post card telling you when

try to bed a bed wetter

try to bed a bed wetter
a wetted bed is best

Out here on the perimeter there are no stars

out here we are stoooooooooooooooooooooored.... efficiently

Officer please....

take these scissors away

Gaddafi Duck

this tiger lives in a tree right... and he does jigsaws and that right... and ...and he likes... he likes beans and and and... then and then he he ... he .... he likes jigsaws of beans... hyeah and and ....

Campari

Read a book

Rejiggling the jiggle

How did this great big bag of fun and frolics end up as this?....

It's called rejiggling

Why must they rejiggle?

Are movies like Saw (made for self harming goths and torture tourists) really what people want? Has Ndubz really gone triple platinum?

Of course it is the same as it ever was... when 'watch the tweety bird...snap' replaced the brush of the portrait painter I'm sure there was some huffing and puffing. Same as it ever was, only i have now reached the stage of noticing this perpetual rubbish. Hopefully the hipsters and their lack of 'anything' will act as a natural pause for breath then we can all go back living in caves and start the cycle again

Little old lady

The shed is dead

a great many fine ales supped, momentous plans heroically unattained, diabolical plots thwarted, air guitar taught, rock radio blarred, rain avoided, spare chicks entertained, before after and during parties rhubarbed and scallops destroyed.... no more shall we gaze on that fine hole in the wall refuge from the bleak reality of modern life... the shed is dead, long live the shed

... there's a new one on the way as it happens

Ce Francais mais n'est location

Going over there

The man with the Golden eyeball

...or 'How Boobzilla destroyed eggville' ... or 'Fried green engines' ... or 'Dr Crippen's toad army'

Chaos said the captain!

Tired and listless?

Sounds like you need a rest and a list.... fortunately, and for yesterday only ...'Ma's pickled ferry boat' restaurant and pick up joint can offer you both for as little as 13 grand a semester (whatever a semester is)

Squelch

Commpuder veeuw

This is how my computer things I look like... it's such a silly compudder

Well I used to love her...

... but it's all over now

Dog the bounty hunter

I swear that he actually said this in one of the episodes... full camera crew, 3 massive UVs, a blonde pillow thief, his entire family dressed as yankee armed seperatists... not to mention that the dog himself looks like a bizarre night at the grand old opre after things took a turn for the apocalyptic... and he tells some kid, who is understandably intrigued at the guerrilla circus troupe noisily hiding behind a fence, that it is 'the kid' who is drawing attention to the situation.

If any crims get picked up by these lads then, I would say, they aren't the sharpest bulbs in the knife box, shed

Hey Americans...

... or United staters... or yanks... or freedom bringers... or whatever the hell you call yourselves over there. It is clear that as the british and the 'you guys' are vastly different on many levels so being inevitably once in a while a question will present itself as to what the dickins you are talking about... today, such a present questioned itself... here it is-

What do you mean when you say 'you bet' ?

As in...

'hey high five, thanks for the like wow, baseball glove'

'you bet' (high five)

or

'can i have a massive doughnut?' (high five)

'you bet' (a different high five)

In exchange for any information on this subject i will gladly answer your queries on 'jellied eels', 'rag and bone men', 'jammy dodgers', 'end of the pier comedians', 'dry stone walls' and or 'cockney knees up spousal abuse'

Straight through at the lights

Left up by Lawson's arms.... 'bout a hundred yards up near the garages... aye that's it, the 'Bricky's wink'

Like an onion

arm spade shed shade

This is around the 300th sketch of this. i just cannot arrive at a satisfactory outlet

Moon day

Things that are good today are... lava...which is melted rocks in case that slipped your mind... that is a bunch of rock that has melted due to unbelievable natural wonder.
This wiggly street is also very great today. they could have made it straight but they made it wiggly, nothing wrong with that.

Things that are sh*t today include when people repeat 'know what I'm saying?' Usually delivered after the simplest of conveyed concepts... for instance -

"So we were is a store in Detroit, know what I'm sayin?"

Even better is when they repeat it so many times that it almost becomes insulting through the insinuation that you cannot follow the mind bending tale they are imparting... know what I'm saying?

also rubbish today is mobile phone marketing

...but apart from that, here is a comic page

Berlin

Falling in the steam again

Edward's scissor drawer

the executives cut,

now with less point

Tearly Nime

From time to time

I enjoy a rhyme

although today

I don't

Spazzy Derek

Espylacopa: Veiling of the lift

Run! ... don't walk to ....

http://thesupervillain.com/

Where you will find many great fellow's comic strips. We had a meeting in a secret mountain
location and these fine fellows all agreed to sully their own reputations by becoming almost
directly involved with me... go there, laugh, love, set your house of fire or just eat so much bacon that it actually becomes a problem