My campaign to make 2008 the year when people discover that the world is flat is being opposed by something called 'knowledge'. If you meet anyone with this so-called 'knowledge', kill them and I'll send you Bear Taboo: The Graphic Novel.
(Suckers.)
31 December 2007
29 December 2007
The one that gave me nightmares.
Ok, since I know that y'all willow trees depend on B'Taboo as much as I do spite to stay alive, we're going to give the choice I'll make on 29th September 2008 a very spooky name:
The Decision. You have to lower your voice, and extinguish all lights while saying it.
Because I said so.
The Decision. You have to lower your voice, and extinguish all lights while saying it.
Because I said so.
22 December 2007
12 weeks of ♥
Well, since it's my year-and-a-halfiversary on my paperround, and the first major holiday since I created B'Taboo, have an ongoing joke, on the house.
No, no, you've earnt it.
Wait, no you haven't, I did all the work- gimme that!
Don't look at me like that, I-...*sigh* fine. Here's your stupid joke: willow trees.
Happy now?
No, no, you've earnt it.
Wait, no you haven't, I did all the work- gimme that!
Don't look at me like that, I-...*sigh* fine. Here's your stupid joke: willow trees.
Happy now?
20 December 2007
Karaoke time!
I can think of nothing more christmassy than the sound of strangled cats, so bring up youtube, get your favourite song up, plug in your headphones and give all those around you tinnitus!
Repeat until defrenetated.
Repeat until defrenetated.
14 December 2007
8 December 2007
Season finale...
"Uminus, you're being deported."
"I don't think so- get her, 'nonymous voice from nowhere."
The immigration officer was ne'er seen again.
"Benny I'm pregnant but...you're not the father."
"Ma'am, Benny died. Like, seven weeks ago."
"Oh, um, I'll just be on my way."
The woman gost lost and ended up in The farm of death- I mean life. The farm of life.
"Dead, it's...a narwhal!"
"Uhh...do I know you?"
The woman explained she meant her husband, also called Dead.
"I don't think so- get her, 'nonymous voice from nowhere."
The immigration officer was ne'er seen again.
"Benny I'm pregnant but...you're not the father."
"Ma'am, Benny died. Like, seven weeks ago."
"Oh, um, I'll just be on my way."
The woman gost lost and ended up in The farm of death- I mean life. The farm of life.
"Dead, it's...a narwhal!"
"Uhh...do I know you?"
The woman explained she meant her husband, also called Dead.
1 December 2007
Treachery, Conspiracy and Doom
Well, it seems B'Taboo is nine weeks old today, which, as we all know, means the season finale is due any time soon. I warn you it will rock the Taboo universe to its core Luke-I'm-your-father-style. But, as we all know season finales cannot happen without a bunch of lame subplots being resolved just in time for new ones to start, so I'm about to set some up.
"Benny, I'm pregnant, but...you're not the father!"
"Uminus, you're being deported."
"Dead, it's...a narwhal!!"
"Benny, I'm pregnant, but...you're not the father!"
"Uminus, you're being deported."
"Dead, it's...a narwhal!!"
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