#1304 – Canopus
Posted on June 17, 2011 at 12:00 am by Chris
Chapter: Comics
When I was a kid there came a point where I was old enough that we were allowed to be alone in the house… without adults. Occasionally this would happen at a friend’s house. We would get hungry and have to figure out something for lunch. What a strange exotic thing another family’s food supplies turn out to be. Some of it would be familiar but slightly off. There’s a loaf of bread but it’s a different brand. There’s bologna but it’s cut thicker and has a different texture. Then there’s a jar of… fish? Does that go on the sandwich? Here’s some leftover casserole from 2 nights ago. Is that broccoli in there?
Today’s Maximumble looks great.
Tags: jar, lunch, mummy
no comment can express how gross i think eating stomachs is
Haggis!
😀
Oh hey, liver’s good, isn’t it?
This is, of course, why you keep all the canopic jars on one particular shelf.
I think the safest bet would be to just make a good old peanut butter and preserves sandwich.
(Unless the mummy is out of peanut butter…)
Strawberry? Yeash that’s freaky. I’ll just have the lungs, thanks.
You eat the canopus, then you get the munchies…
Eat? Heck, it’s risky to do anything at a Mummy’s apartment.
You could have an entire weekly theme: Biff does things at a mummy’s apartment.
eating stomachs would cause a pradox
(If not the Netherlands psychotrance music), sounds like a medication!?
@ Gadora: Speaking as one who has eaten it; no, it’s not.
This could turn into a rather awkward meal.
Only Tangentially Related Comment®: If, given the choice to play as a mummy in a videogame, I will choose the mummy. Ankaris? Kinda lame, but he’s a mummy. Ermac? Not a mummy, but he kinda looks like one.
There really should be more mummies in games. They’re not getting enough representation.
As monster week drew to a close and I saw the new comic with the cactus story, this reminds me that I found out that new Monster High dolls are being released. (Yes, monster dolls. They’re wildly successful and quite interesting to own.) It started with my mother buying ragdolls resembling monster children. She bought the Frankenstein’s monster’s daughter one because it reminded my mother of how I used to dress in high school.
Regardless, I’ve heard of every monster in every culture except for were-giraffe. That’s original and no, I’m not being sarcastic. I don’t even pick up on cues that are sarcasm related.