your was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberries.
Really the art though. I can’t get enough of this style. It gives so much expression and always sets the right mood. I love the textures…. yeah. I can’t even describe it but it is wonderful and amazes me.
I always thought that it was “wail on”, not “whale on”. But given that neither make any sense and the fact that both spellings are almost equally used it comes down to semantics. It sounds like is a shortened version of “way laste” which I’m now discovering is also gibberish. What the deuce modern english? Why can’t we use words that actually exist?
I have nothing with which to back this, but I suspect men who made a short, dangerous living hunting whales in small wooden boats from no further away than they could throw a harpoon trailing heavy rope would have a very clear sense of what being “whaled on” would feel like. Really it would be a toss-up whether you’d drown first on seawater or your own blood from the broken ribs puncturing them, after your boat, you, and all your friends got smashed like a bowl of eggs.
“But that nunnery NEEDED burning! Place looked like it was decorated by a bloody optometrist.”
Yeah, you can see why I don’t write comics. Also, “whale on” is a completely legit term. A bit more concise than “beat the living hell out of you”. Hell probably isn’t all that alive anyhow.
Every time the Bloodshot Eyeball gals are on screen, all I can hear is that Dominique song (“Domi-neekeh-neekeh-neekeh”) the Singing Nun used to sing in French, but done by an angry metal chick band like Red Bacteria Vacuum or Bleach 03.
Frigg:
Too badass to even properly crap her pants in fear.
I’m fairly sure that was a fart…as in ” I break wind in your General Direction!”
Nice Monty Python Reference.
Y’know, I see that now, but at first all I could think was “Nngh! Nngh! Make witty observation quickly!”
I bet if I took my time with the comment, the release would not have stunk.
The line is “I fart in your general direction”.
Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelled of elderberries!
Cows comes over wall with a “sproing” sound and the nuns yell “Run Away”… that would be awsome…just brings a tear to your eye… ;)
I believe it may have been a double-reference to a certain myth that girls don’t “fart”.
GIRLS FART!?!?
So she’s … Tank Girl.
(My apologies if someone’s made the same joke previously.)
your was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberries.
Really the art though. I can’t get enough of this style. It gives so much expression and always sets the right mood. I love the textures…. yeah. I can’t even describe it but it is wonderful and amazes me.
your mother was a hamster that is.
gawsh, what a fail.
Wooo…you gotta figure she ate a lot of cabbage stew not too long ago, too. STANKeee….!
Ah, fart jokes. So very Friggish, it’s almost a wonder that it hasn’t been done before.
Aaaaand in keeping with the general theme of these comments, those nuns should run away before Frigg is forced to taunt them a second time.
ah only frigg could pull off a fart joke id actually laugh at…
it was, shall i say, FRIGGen great!
Took the wind right out of her sails, eh?
Frigg’s looking a little… winded.
I always thought that it was “wail on”, not “whale on”. But given that neither make any sense and the fact that both spellings are almost equally used it comes down to semantics. It sounds like is a shortened version of “way laste” which I’m now discovering is also gibberish. What the deuce modern english? Why can’t we use words that actually exist?
“Whale on” is correct.
*snerk*
Lay Waste.
*snerk*
I’ve gotten my answer!
People are dumb! Hooray!
I have nothing with which to back this, but I suspect men who made a short, dangerous living hunting whales in small wooden boats from no further away than they could throw a harpoon trailing heavy rope would have a very clear sense of what being “whaled on” would feel like. Really it would be a toss-up whether you’d drown first on seawater or your own blood from the broken ribs puncturing them, after your boat, you, and all your friends got smashed like a bowl of eggs.
Actually, it’s “Lay Waste” as in to damage something. And to wail on is to beat or hit repeatedly.
I could imagine Frigg holding that in just for the right time to let fly.
Gone with the wind, eh?
Oh and love the alt text btw.
After analyzing the situation, Frigg let loose with the pooper response.
We will have nun of that here.
Boy that joke was a real sphincter
Frigg’s such a party pooper.
What? I get relaxed when people start throttling me…
“Whale on”?
Ah well, at least the art’s nice.
As Catbus says above, “whale on” is correct. Though maybe Frig would say “wail on” anyway.
“But that nunnery NEEDED burning! Place looked like it was decorated by a bloody optometrist.”
Yeah, you can see why I don’t write comics. Also, “whale on” is a completely legit term. A bit more concise than “beat the living hell out of you”. Hell probably isn’t all that alive anyhow.
“Don’t think of the next week and a half as torture, think of it as psyche remodeling.”
“… I can laugh now though, right? Right?”
I thought it was wail on not whale on
“It was self defense! That nunnery attacked me!”
Ah yes, Richard speaks.
Well if you’re going to have a situation where it’s valid, but sounds preposterous, you may as well take the opportunity, no?
I’m just shocked no one got there first!
“Gay little club” – South Park reference (Super Adventure Club)?
Frigg thought it was an “onannery” because of all the jerkoffs living there.
Umm, I wanted to reply to CG above me, not myself. *Derp.*
Lovely riposte in any case. I salute you.
Why thank you, your words are like spring rain upon my tortured soul.
Your welcome?
You’re welcome?
Brilliant, just brilliant. This comic just keeps me wanting more.
Every time the Bloodshot Eyeball gals are on screen, all I can hear is that Dominique song (“Domi-neekeh-neekeh-neekeh”) the Singing Nun used to sing in French, but done by an angry metal chick band like Red Bacteria Vacuum or Bleach 03.
Poot it right there Frigg!
Holy Crap