I.... :- ()

I won? :-)#)

Well, Goddamn. :-/

I really wasn't prepared for this. I mean, no, seriously. I just sort of tossed that one out there assuming I'd be disqualified because I couldn't really think of anything good.

Quick note: I wasn't really miffed about the "Wooden Badger" strips, that was just an accidental double post. I was hoping to get a larf out of it and posting it twice looked like I was bitching. I apologise.

Ummm... shit. Ok. I will post the rules for Comic Contest #8 by 11:30 P.M. E.S.T., Sunday, Feb. 25th. That's tonight for all of you who keep rolling your computer clocks back to keep your shareware from expiring. :)

See you then. And thanks for the win, y'all. I'll try to suck even less as Lowpass mutates into the runaway train it was designed to become.

bunner

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

No dancing allowed. Now you're fired.

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

Okay.... working under the notion that I haven't been fired, here is the outline for Comic Contest #8:

Any background.

Any character set.

What you must do is: Take a scene from "A Christmas Carol" by Charles Dickens, and mutate it into a joke. Derivative productions of this, (Mr. Magoo, Scrooged, Et Ceterea....) are acceptable, as long as the reference is easily recognised.

So.... A scene from "A Christmas Carol", (Scrooge).... riff on it, make it funny. Sort of an MST3K with some Lowpass twisted humour added.

Entries are due by Tuesday, February 27th, 11:00 P.M. E.S.T.

If anybody has any specific problems with this theme, let me know and I'll modify it, or even just bin it, if the consensus is that the idea stinks.

God bless us. Everyone.

bunner

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

[Click to view comic: 'Comic Contest #8 - Sorry, no witty subtitle']

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"Oh, look, a joke! How original! Thank you, but if I wanted my emotions stimulated pleasurably, I'd get a whore." - Donald B. Jones III

Any uncultured fools who have yet to read [u]A Christmas Carol[/u] may find a copy at ftp://sailor.gutenberg.org/pub/gutenberg/etext92/carol10.txt. God bless Project Gutenberg.

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The what mentioned above is total fiction. Please don't take it seriously!

Killer idea. I knew people would come up with more creative things than I'd originally thought.

[Click to view comic: 'Comic Contest #8 - Scrooge Sees the Light']

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

Yon scurvy bunnerabb hath proposition'd a contest of wits the likes of which hath nay been seen since Mighty Votun clashed with Loge the Trickster! Hark, an entr'y breaks!
[Click to view comic: 'Comic Contest #8: That's NOT Yogurt!']

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http://wally.pgbco.com

When I said I promised to try and suck less? That doesn't start until Monday.

[ Posted comic does not exist ]

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

[Click to view comic: 'Comic Contest #8: Scrooge forgets his medication...']

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"And Wirthling isn't worth the paper he isn't printed on."

Goddamn. If I would have participated in the last contest and exerted all my strengths to come up with a comic that doesn't have an e in it and then have a comic picked that has an e in it...urggg. Well, let's just say I would have opened a big can of woopass on gabe. Well, maybe not since then I'd have to contend with Cute Little Manda, who's probably one bad mamajama.

[Click to view comic: 'Comic Contest #8 - Mama Told Me There'd be Days Like This']

Haha. I only wish you'd entered so I could've stuck it to ya. But alas....

Gabe

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

I'm EntirEly surE you'll havE othEr opportunitiEs for Equally EnforcEd Equanimity, gabE.

***Today's mEssagE was brought to you by thE lEttEr E and thE numbEr sEvEn.***

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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.

Damn it, boy! Stop usin' them big werds when you talkin' ta me!

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

Sticks and stones may break your bones, but assonance will never hurt you.

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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.

Don't make me bust out a can of whupassonance on you.

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

http://www.lowpass.net/stripcreator/view.php?ID=5787
[Click to view comic: 'Comic Contest #8 - A Low Pass Christmas Carol']

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The what mentioned above is total fiction. Please don't take it seriously!

whupassonance? gabe, i like you, but you have gone too far this time. First, you allied yourself with the gourds. Okay, I told myself, he's young and impressionable, I can forgive him.

Next, you ritualistically sodomized my pet wooden badger. I could forgive this also. Lord knows after a few liters of Jim Beam I've been known to go out to the wood shop, find the nicest piece of oak and...but this isn't about me.

Finally, the E incident. Cringe. And whupassonace was the straw that broke the camel's back. Reconciliation is no longer an option. I'm calling you out if you're man enough. We must settle this in the most public and painful way possible. A trial by fire. Only one man left standing. So here it goes...

One two three four. I declare a thumb war.

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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.

quote:

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First, you allied yourself with the gourds.

Next, you ritualistically sodomized my pet wooden badger.

Finally, the E incident. Cringe. And whupassonace was the straw that broke the camel's back.

One two three four. I declare a thumb war.

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Well....

That, and perhaps, this:

[ Posted comic does not exist ]

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

BLAAAA-HAHAHAHAH!

Your magniloquence is equivocably matched only by your perpetitude at creatizing abnumeral amountations of Hi-larious comical stripted anecdotiatums! You would be wisely to open negrotiations with the great Don King to promote representationalism!

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By the way: I really talk like that.

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

THUMB war! THUMB war! Jesus Christ man! I declare a thumb war and you send Red Robot after me?! Luckily my wiles were too much for him and his attempts have been unsuccesful. He's now resorted to trying to gain access into my house by dressing up as the Avon Lady and telling me about a sample bottle of skin cream. Tempting, but I kept the door shut. You must try harder Gabe "The Comic Love Doctor" "Bringer of Avon Robots" Billings.

And sadly this is what happens when you spend 14 hours a day in a car driving cross country. I wouldn't have stayed sane if it wasn't for my finally realizing that the glove compartment was not only sentient but also a great conversationalist. But I digress.

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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.

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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.

LOL! Goddamn that cracked me up. I'm glad I started bitching about the E contest just to get that comic out of it.

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Dear Abby,

I recently bought a product from a gigantic red robot dressed as an Avon lady and bent on my personal destruction.
The expoliator has left some kind of rash which is accompanied by a burning sensation. Is this normal? Also, are you and Ann Landers really twins or are one of you cloned? You can tell me.

-Itchy in Ithaca

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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.