SCREEEEEEEE-KLANG!!!RRR-KLUNK!!!CHICKA CHICKA BOOM!!!
“If you can keep your head (or feet) when everyone around you is loosing theirs”
You must be the butler.
Man, that’s totally what I should have said. Why didn’t I think of that?
Say, that’s pretty good.
Kipling quotes. This explains why Unearth has such a small readership. All my readers are intelligent and educated. Maybe I should start dumbing things down.
Are you gonna bring the puppies in tuxedos now?
Ehh… just toss in an occasional farting joke. We’ll be able to ignore it, and the masses will come swarming in looking for more… WIN/WIN
Text-only fart jokes? Now if only there was Smell-O-Vision for internet browsers.
Did Loony Tunes say we get Smell-O-Vision in 2050 or some other time?
They did have Smell-O-Vision in Futurama, which is completely factual, so we can be assured it will be available no later than the year 3000. In fact, several episodes were broadcast in Smell-o-vision – it said so on the opening screen. It’s your fault if your TV wasn’t properly equipped.
Just get one of those “kardashians” to tweet about your webcomic and I guarantee millions of additional readers with an IQ of no more than 70 will flock to the site within seconds – problem solved! (At least until your server crashes a couple seconds later.)
A more interesting problem is that some non-trivial percentage of your readers appear to be famous deceased authors, fictional characters, or time-travellers. Not that I have anything against those groups, mind you. Some of my best friends are deceased fictional time-travellers.
Describing something as overly-optimistic maybe a bit highbrow for the average person.
My brow has been called high many times, but I swear it’s just the receding hairline!
It’s a sad thing that I think it might actually be the case.
Thankfully, he didn’t say they were at a “dead stop”. Of course, now I’ve gone and said it. Shame on me.
Also, it is impossible for an English Butler to fall down. Wouldn’t be dignified. I believe that’s Newton’s 6th law of motion. They’re like Weebles.
Not quite. Observe the distinct lack of wobbling.
Actually, wobbling seems to be exactly what he’s doing.
wobble [wob-uh l]
verb (used without object), wobbled, wobbling.
1. to incline to one side and to the other alternately
If you look closely, you’ll see that he’s actually remaining upright; it’s the corridor that’s wobbling around him.
So he’s some sort of AntiWeeble?
YES! that’s it, Godfrey is now The Perfectly Evil AntiWeeble Butler!
Pretty soon he’s going to have more titles than the Queen….
I love semantics battles! The tricky part is figuring out if anyone wins.
Winning is any time you achieve the desired goal, regardless of whether you like it afterwards. So, it depends.
No – winning is achieving the greatest result in your selected group based upon commonly accepted objective measures, regardless of your goal! Now we just need to add an “upvotes” option to the remarks to determine the winner. 😉
But one can win at something solo. I can win a Mario game by getting through all the levels, or I can win at a stage by getting to the flag. And in team sports it’s not about being the greatest in the group, it’s about being the greatest group.
I am the greatest!
Winning as a team is certainly about being the greatest in the group, only the team is the unit of measure among a group of teams. Even at that, they still give MVP awards. “Winning” a singleplayer video game is not real winning. It’s a misuse of the term. The Evil Video Game Companies just fooled you into calling it that so that you would get a false sense of accomplishment and satisfaction and keep buying their time-sucking games. (It worked on me! Despite the fact that I knew exactly what they were doing, I don’t even want to think about how much of my money they’ve gotten out of me over the years so that I could get that false sense of accomplishment.)
How is winning a sport any less false than a video game? Neither supplies any actual gain except what reward you get if you play on a proffesional level. Both supply an equally false sense of accomplishment.
Moderator Powers, Activate! I declare my initial comment about winning to be null and void. Feel free resume your lives.
I reluctantly submit to your irrefutable Moderator Powers. 🙁
I guess that means you win. Moderator always wins. 😉
Aw, I thought you’d enjoy the fact that we’d turned an off hand comment about semantic battles into a semantic battle. I guess we took it too far?
I didn’t mean to actually moderate your discussion. I just threw a dud grenade into it. I tend to do that in real life too. Sorry.
Now might be a good time for those levelling cogs to start doing some levelling…. unless of course, they were tied into the steam power as well, instead of being auto-levelling.
A flaw which will, no doubt, be pointed out to Philo as soon as Alice opens the door.
@ Thorin, Haha!
Godfrey spent his misspent young on a tramp steamer in the North sea.
The only possible flaw the driller (it’s actual name is The Prometheus) might have would be failing to meet the standards of suspended disbelief.
Hey! I just remembered! They can all just hop into the Chibi-Driller! No way would Roderick have gone near anything so cute!
Or, perhaps it is time to jump into that Nautilus-Clone thingie, from the start of the chapter, which obviously, in retrospect, was the lifeboat….
Are we there yet? Are we there yet? – Charlie
Charlie’s in it for the ride.
I guess they’ve arrived at the underworld then…
or maybe they’ve just…
I don’t know seems they have a few meters of free-fall yet to go.
Sorry, maybe I should have included the *rimshot* for full non-comedic effect….
I think Mr Godfrey is my favorite character. So much subtle humor attached to the stereotypical English butler. Good comic writing! Damn good!
Thanks, Dani, and welcome to the conversation!
Godfrey politely declines to be your favorite character, as standing out in such a way would be beyond his station as a proper butler.
Of course, by doing that, he actually MAKES himself stand out, while giving every appearance of trying do the opposite, thus confirming once again, that he is that most devious brand of Perfect English Butler, the Perfectly Evil English Butler…. The best kind, in my opinion.
He’s turned down membership in the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, five times, citing that he is not gentleman, but gentlemen’s gentleman.
You are so right. I can totally see him doing that. I can also see him seemingly effortlessly thwarting any attempt to shanghai him into the League. You know, seemingly spilling a spot of tea on the marble floor just before the ninja steps there, sending him crashing to the floor. That sort of thing. I’m also betting he’ll get on famously with Queenie’s butler. Professional Brotherhood and all that.
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