Phun Times!

A bit of zany from You Stink & I Don’t #8.  Right Click, View Image for full-size festivities.

Tales from the Pub: The Big, Long Piss

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This is one of my favourite Tales from the Pubs! I just like his hat.

BITCHIN’!!!!

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Marvle Comics Presents: PSIONYKK

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This amazing comic is also available at Top Shelf today!  So go here if you really, really need to read the comic again at an alternative location.

And on an unrelated note I learned something I thought I’d share with you.

Things farting doesn’t improve:

• Your appetite when you are cooking spaghetti
• A hot shower
• Waiting at a bus stop by yourself when suddenly the pedestrian light goes green and heaps of people appear out of nowhere and about three of them walk right past where you were but you moved a few meters, as if that’s going to fool anybody.

There’s a few other things that farting doesn’t improve but they will have to wait for a later date, just like the story about the prostitutes in Bangkok because I only just woke up and I haven’t even put pants on yet.  So stand by, chums!

Sultana box turns inside out and becomes a Master of Lessons.

I will make one of these for you…

….if you feel like ordering a You Stink Collected Book that is! ho ho ho!

Yes, one of these original hand crafted empty boxes that used to have sultanas in it can be yours, and all you have to do is buy the funniest comic in the world from my shop!

Update: I just remembered that the collected book makes an ideal Christmas gift.  (Providing they’re into that shit)

Tales from the Pub: Who Dares Drinks

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Stupid Hair Girl and Gay Best Friend

 

This is a comic about annoyingness.

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Tales from the Pub: Hittin’ the Skids

Here’s an extra large, bumper episode of Tales.  Do you like my brothel?  I have never been to a prostitute rental, but I used to go to Fyshwick a lot which is where all the hoes go.   Actually I’ll continue this below.  It’s really boring.

Fyshwick is the suburb where they put all the factories, mattress shops, mechanics and hooksters so that ordinary Canberrans can stay away from that kind of filth.  One clunge emporium was called “Club Goldfingers”.  I like how they call them a club, as if any old bogan can’t go.  What is very common  with strip clubs and all those sad dives and websites, clubs and casinos is the use of the term VIP section.  Because you just know that within the VIP section, you’re not gonna find diplomats, billionaires and secret service agents!  It’s gonna be polo shirts and all round.

When I was in Year 11 I was lazy so instead of taking Advanced Maths, I took Duuuuh Maths, thinking it would be really easy.  It was just hard enough that if you didn’t try you’d fail – which I did.  Awesome! Anyway, in this class were the future patrons of the VIP sections of casinos across the land.  This kid came in with a polaroid which he was handing around.  It was a posed photograph of him sitting there, really really smugly, surrounded by all these strippers.  His friends all thought it was rad.  They were all too dumb to realise that it’s not really because he definitely paid heaps for that photo.  Honestly, he looked so smug in it, he was smiling so much his eyes were completely squinty.

You’d wanna hope prostitutes  enjoy it a little bit, but I don’t think the market is the sexual cream of society to be honest.  It would be nice to think that when prostitutes go out to work in the evening they pump their fists and say “I’m gonna get laaaaaaaaid tonight!”.

Someone said that men don’t pay prozzies for sex, they pay them to go away afterwards.  But my advice is that if that’s the case, then probably don’t call them up in the first place because it’s cheaper.

Anyway, I’ll tell you about the Bangkok strip club we went to next time.  I have to go to the library to draw a new Tales episode now.  Hooray for libraries!  They’re way better than whores.