Clovis’ earnest yearnings here remind me of an apocryphal quote from a rural Tennessean from when the Tennessee Valley Authority finally brought power there in the United States during the New Deal:
“The best thing you can have in your house is God. And the second best thing is electricity.”
Penrose looks ten years younger. But it’s hard to tell if this is because the first meeting between the two was actually 10 years ago or if the tragedy for the loss of his best friend made him older all of sudden. I’m sorry about the loss of that dishwasher….
Oddly enough, I’m a redhead too and I never really went grey at the temples. I just over the course of about five years went from red to white all over. Except my mustache. Still have plenty of hair overall, but it’s close to white except in strong sunlight when it has a golden tinge.
I’ve actually had people ask me who bleaches my hair. o.O
OK, that explains why they live at the *Old* Rectory. Will we now find out why it’s a rectory when the incumbent is a vicar? Who got the greater tithes in medieval Tredregyn? Inquiring minds want to know. Well, maybe they do.
I was going to mention that Billy seems to be making the Satanic vestments look better and better and was going out of her way for this event in particular, but then noticed Maggie was NEXT LEVEL indeed.
What Mrs. Clovis couldn’t have known — Jason had developed a taste for sea-beast-egg omelettes. Their response was a desperate attempt to stave off extinction.
Yes, after all, he was taking *their* omelettes. Little known, but the seabeasts support themselves by eating humans, enormous masses of seaweed (perhaps together in some kind of strange inverse sushi;) and the eggs of rival seabeasts (major source of nutrition among the upper castes.)
To Whom It May Concern;
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Yes, yes; very funny. I can’t in good conscience promote this comment, though, as it feeds into the general public’s misunderstandings about copyright and trademarks (the name “Sea Devils” is not copyrightable, and a trademark on the name would only be effective under limited circumstances, in this case preventing someone from prominently displaying the name on the cover of a comic book).
If the internet has taught us anything, it’s that certain people will always step into the conversation to ‘explain’ a joke – how it couldn’t actually happen under real circumstances, how it isn’t remotely ‘funny’ [how would you like it if it happened to YOU?] or otherwise just clear their throat loudly and go ‘tch’ to show haughty disapproval.
God bless internet fandom. Praise be to its holy tubes.
mod cons?
Modern conveniences.
Stylish convicts!
Seems rather unlike Mrs. Doyle. Er, Clovis.
Modular construction: rearrange walls to suit your whims!
Mod cons include being beaten up by rockers, The Whom’s 1981 album Slump, and occasional decapitation by cursed scooters.
Mod pros include snappy dress, quadraphonic sound, and the Whom’s 1971 album Taking a Leak.
Sorry, Slump was ’82. I always get “the one that only had one good track” and “the one that didn’t have any” mixed up.
mod con or rocker con?
Clovis’ earnest yearnings here remind me of an apocryphal quote from a rural Tennessean from when the Tennessee Valley Authority finally brought power there in the United States during the New Deal:
“The best thing you can have in your house is God. And the second best thing is electricity.”
Penrose looks ten years younger. But it’s hard to tell if this is because the first meeting between the two was actually 10 years ago or if the tragedy for the loss of his best friend made him older all of sudden. I’m sorry about the loss of that dishwasher….
Oddly enough, I’m a redhead too and I never really went grey at the temples. I just over the course of about five years went from red to white all over. Except my mustache. Still have plenty of hair overall, but it’s close to white except in strong sunlight when it has a golden tinge.
I’ve actually had people ask me who bleaches my hair. o.O
A plausible answer to that question would be “our government”.
Fr. Coughlin?
“No one’s done a punch-out since Father Frances Coughlan in ’89!”
Yeah, I misread the spelling there and thought of the famous anti-Semitic and pro-Fascist American radio priest of the 1930s and 1940s.
“All mod cons” might be this American’s favorite British idiom. So British.
It would’ve taken no time at all to do the washing up.
Without washing-up liquid!
Those underhanded sea-cads! The dishwasher!!!
Gotta love Mrs. Clovis’ passion for cleaning utensils and equipment.
Reminds me of a poem by John Cage.
She was doing the laundry. She turned to me and said,
“You know, I love this machine much more than I do your Uncle Walter.”
Flashbacks! Your sign of quality literature.
OK, that explains why they live at the *Old* Rectory. Will we now find out why it’s a rectory when the incumbent is a vicar? Who got the greater tithes in medieval Tredregyn? Inquiring minds want to know. Well, maybe they do.
I was going to mention that Billy seems to be making the Satanic vestments look better and better and was going out of her way for this event in particular, but then noticed Maggie was NEXT LEVEL indeed.
The Rev’s faith is powerful
That dishwasher!!!
What Mrs. Clovis couldn’t have known — Jason had developed a taste for sea-beast-egg omelettes. Their response was a desperate attempt to stave off extinction.
Yes, after all, he was taking *their* omelettes. Little known, but the seabeasts support themselves by eating humans, enormous masses of seaweed (perhaps together in some kind of strange inverse sushi;) and the eggs of rival seabeasts (major source of nutrition among the upper castes.)
The Sea Devils? Dane, Biff, Judy, and Nicky disbanded long…oh, wait, that’s not who they’re talking about.
😉
To Whom It May Concern;
The phrase ‘Sea Devils’ is a copyrighted and trademarked entity of DC Comics Inc and its parent corporation, Time-Warner-AOL-Godcorp. ‘Sea Devils’ is not available for use under strict penalty of law without prior proper permission or reimbursement and we are notifying you to cease all usage of ‘Sea Devils’ immediately. We would make the suggestion that you substitute ‘Sea Devils’ from this point forward for something less libelous. The terms ‘Sea Kittens,’ ‘Lake Gibbons’, ‘Puddle Poodles’ or ‘Water Weasels’ [for random examples] are all [currently] acceptable replacements. Please make this alteration ASAP to avoid any further notification from our ever-so-touchy legal department. Thank you.
There is a certain doctor Who might argue with you about that one sonny.
Yes, yes; very funny. I can’t in good conscience promote this comment, though, as it feeds into the general public’s misunderstandings about copyright and trademarks (the name “Sea Devils” is not copyrightable, and a trademark on the name would only be effective under limited circumstances, in this case preventing someone from prominently displaying the name on the cover of a comic book).
If the internet has taught us anything, it’s that certain people will always step into the conversation to ‘explain’ a joke – how it couldn’t actually happen under real circumstances, how it isn’t remotely ‘funny’ [how would you like it if it happened to YOU?] or otherwise just clear their throat loudly and go ‘tch’ to show haughty disapproval.
God bless internet fandom. Praise be to its holy tubes.
Also, how can this be a flashback when it’s not all grey and washed out? Eh? Eh?
Well, there’s more than one way to flash a back.
Mrs Clovis clearly has a colourful imagination.