Contradictionary
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Contradictionary - Stuck
Mon, 2010/02/01 - 12:00am — Quartz
Timby is ill-prepared for life. And yet he somehow meets each individual situation well-prepared. And ill-prepared at the same time.
He has somehow acquired a large fortress of considerable altitude and strategic locale in South Asia. However, he cannot think through everyday occurrences well enough to fabricate an intelligent response.
And yet, he thinks of and prepares for the worst. ... Far be it from objective, scientific inquiry to know the mind of Timby.
Contradictionary springs forth from the fertile mind of Peter Markley. Thanks to Alex Markley for his help.
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Comments
Poor Nixy!!! Why'd he go up
Poor Nixy!!!
Why'd he go up there anyways? Doesn't he know he can't trust Timby with his well being?! Oh well, he still needs cuddles!
Wait a sec... what door did Timby come out of? Why can't they go in that way?
"Is that a spittoon on your head?"
"You're just jealous."-Contradictionary- Phlegmingo
What the...?
I want to know where Timby got the watermelon. And did he put it in Nixy's bed at home, or does Nixy have a room in that frigid fortress?
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We should take our comfort from God's word, not from the circumstances of our lives.
And where he got the
And why he had the watermelon out there, and how he peeled it, and why he put it in Nixy's bed, and why that prevented him from opening the door.
"Is that a spittoon on your head?"
"You're just jealous."-Contradictionary- Phlegmingo
o.o
no no no you guys are asking the wrong questions! the question we should be asking is...what on earth does a watermelon have to do with anything?!
haha great comic, Quartz! Your artwork is, as usual, spectacular, although the panels are a little too squished for my taste. But that's just me!
"So I found some cheese from June '09...wanna guess what color it was?"
"green? blue? black?"
"nope. yellow."
"what kinda cheese was it?"
"American."
*lol*`
Thanks for the comments, everybody!
Old Mother Hubbard sat in her cupboard,
Drowning her sorrows in hay.
Along came a spider who sat down to chide her,
But he could think of nothing to say.
And what...?
Who is Derisive Joe? And how do they keep the watermelon from freezing?
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We should take our comfort from God's word, not from the circumstances of our lives.