Doug's well

Mike:
Oh, V-Maht, you're so good in a pinch!

 

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Al:
But look out, fellahs, the Texas Rangahs are hot on our trail.

 

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Mike:
Except being stalked by the Rangahs baseball club is about as scary as being stalked by Garfield.

 

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Doug:
I went through a Garfield stage in high school. Don't ask.

 

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Mike:
!

 

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Al:
Jesus, Dougie, even aftah all the crazy shit you've said ovah the years, your crazy well still nevah seems to run dry.

 

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Doug:
Hey, what can I say? It was due to a chick. She was young and liked reading Garfield. I was young and liked unbuttoning her pants.

 

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Mike:
Now see. It's this kind of teenage poor decision making that drives the abstinence-only movement.

 

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Al:
Absolutely. See, Doug here simply wasn't mature enough to realize the potential dangah in reading too much Garfield.

 

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Mike:
And now look at the poor sonavabitch — He's scarred for life!

 

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Doug:
All of a sudden I'm craving lasagna.

 

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Comments

[Colin]

"All of a sudden I'm craving lasagna."

Now this was a fine strip. I actually laughed at work. Bravo.

[da kine]

Seriously, who goes through a Garfield phase? Far Side, Calvin and Hobbes, Bloom County...people go through those phases. Hell, I'll even give you Dilbert, but Garfield?

[Natalie]

So Doug in HS was into a girl who liked Garfield? Wondering if he pops up on any "registries" and now has to stay 100s of yards away from playgrounds and schools?

[thompson13x]

Everyone knows the only cartoon cat worth following is Bucky Katt of Get Fuzzy fame! Only because the snark factor is high and Darby Conley has great taste in Baseball teams!

Off topic: Hey Buckner Was Framed, if you still have the tickets for the Oct 1st game at the Garden let me know how to get the skinny on face and your location.

[h.b.]

Background re Doug's anecdote. Said girl was also in high school, but was, perhaps, a bit naive and immature, as evidenced by her Garfield affectation. And Doug, being a boy of few scruples, saw an opening, you might say, and took it.

[Bob]

Fun game last night. Although overly long. I'm still a tad buzzed.

(Nothing new there.)

To the Victor goes the spoils.

(You have to admit that's not bad.)

[Bob]

Hmmm, H.B., I see a bit of you cuming out of your characters.

[h.b.]

Or as Garfield might say, "To the Victor goes the lasagna!"

[Steven Rockwell]

Ever read Garfield Minus Garfield? http://garfieldminusgarfield.net/ Take the cat out of the comic and it's pretty clear that Jon Arbuckle is completely insane.

[h.b.]

Bob,

In honor of the remastered Beatles release...

I once had a girl,
Or should I say
She once had me.
She showed me her room,
What have I done?
Garfield and Jon.

[Bob]

"L.C. in the sky with bile...L.C. in the sky with bile...ah, ah.

Follow him down to a Maine bridge by a fountain,
Where rocking horse people eat blueberry pies.
Everyone smiles as you drift past the lobsters,
That grow so incredibly (mmm, lobsters).

[Bob]

Let's admit it. It's going to be a Beatles Day.

Sometimes things just happen.

[h.b.]

"Where rocking horse people eat blueberry pies."

LMAO.

[vermonter]

//She was young and liked reading Garfield. I was young and liked unbuttoning her pants//

Nice.

[Bob]

I agree, vermonter. Almost Steven King-ish in his better books/short stories (The Body, The Stand, I Just Got Hit By A Car, etc.).

[h.b.]

Comic blog writer. (comic blog writer)
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my blog?
It's kinda creepy, but will you take a look?
It's got characters, by the way who are not me,
And a teal dress, so mondays we've something good to yak about
Comic blog writer.

[Bob]

Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Ah, look at all the lonely people.

Some Soxaholix, pick up the comments in a blog where a wedding has been.

Big Bri's a prick.

[Bob]

Okay, that sucked.

Try the veal.

[buckner was framed]

Congrats to Derek Jeter for tying Gehrig's record for most career hits by a Yanker. A real tribute to hard work, talent, class and perseverance.

Don't forget to swallow

[Harwich Rich]

Why don't we do it in the stands? No one will be watching us??

[buckner was framed]

although, the real record for most career hits still belongs to Wilt.

Thompson, side1@comcast.net for the skinny

[h.b.]

I give them all my love
That's all I do
And if you saw my Sox
You'd love them too
I love them

They give me walk off swings
And OBP
The rings my Red Sox bring
They bring to me
And I love them.

[buckner was framed]

Help! We need some pitching
Help! Not just any pitching
Help! you know we need some pitching,
Hel-l-l-lp!

When Dice-K came to us he came because we paid....
Never needed Johan cuz we thought we had it made
And now we've seen his act- painted grass, oh how it dries
WBC MVP, c'mon now give a try

Beckett, if you can we're feelin' down
Buchholz keep your head back on the ground,
Lester, please molester, 1-2-3,
won't you puhleeeze, please WC? WC....W seeeeeee, ooooh?

[vermonter]

"He's got a shoulder to dro-op...he's got a shoulder to dro-o-op...he's got a shoulder to drop...and we don't care..."

[Harwich Rich]

BB's a real nowhere man livin' in mommy's basement land-counting all his championship rings for you and me

[h.b.]

Ah, Buckner, loved that one.

[louclinton]

Fritz the Cat, or nothing.

In the twon where I was born,
Red Sox fans will flail away,
And we feed upon ourselves
In a Soxaholix creep

So we rented setting suns
Waiting for grass paint to dry
And we pined for Derek Lowe
In our Soxaholix creep

We all live in a Soxaholix creep, Soxaholix creep, Soxaholix creep.

[Rob in CT]

Yesterday....
Smoltzie gave away the game we played.
Now St. Louis says he's there to stay,
Oh, why'd I believe in Smoltzie's play?

[Bob]

In Brad Penny Lane there is a pitching coach showing photographs

Of every arm he's had the pleasure to know

And all the batters that come and go
Stop and say hello

On the corner is a Farrell with a coaching job

The little children laugh at him behind his back

And the Farrll never wears a cap

'Cause it's pouring runs ...
Not very funz.

Brad Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes

There beneath L.C.'s blueberry pies

I sit, and meanwhile back...

[NolaSox]

"You say stop, I say go
I say stop, you say go, go, go" as sung by Dale Sveum

[Bob]

Coffee. Nose. Desk.

Thanks, NolaSox.

(Send more peppers.)

[Bob]

I got blisters on my fingers!

-John Lennon

-Josh Beckett

[buckner was framed]

I'm loving this... creepy AND creative.

did someone say work? what work?

[Professional Hitter]

Day after day,
Alone in left field,
The man in the Dodger Blue is keeping perfectly still.
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see he's just "being him",
And he never gave an answer,

The Fool in Left Field...

[h.b.]

Looks like everyone has been trying the veal because this just keeps getting better.

[Rob in CT]

These have all been really, really good, but Nola, you take the cake.

Dale Eff'n Sveum. Haw!

By the way, has anyone picked up the new re-mastered discs? They were playing through a whole long set on a Classic Rock station I listen to here, but was on a tinny radio, so I'd like to know whether there is any vast improvement worthy of (re)-investment. Anybody?

[h.b.]

I have them. Worth the hype all the way. The audio quality is stunning and unlike anything before on CD.

Really has the same feel as the original records.

Caveat: I've only listened to A Hard Day's Night so far.

[Professional Hitter]

It's getting better all the time, h.b.

[Rob in CT]

Thanks, h.b. Guess I'll be emptying the piggy bank this weekend...

Wish there was a way, to get him home...

Wish there was a way to get him home, Sweep Little Darlin', don't you cry,

Youk will hit a deep sac fly-y...

[h.b.]

"It's getting better all the time, h.b."

Brilliant.

This is one of the best days on Soxaholix ever!

[da kine]

You say you're part of Red Sox Nation
Well, you know
You're going to have to pay for that.
You tell me you've got adoration
Well, you know
You're going to have to pay for that.
'Cause when your talking to il duce
Don't you know that it's about the cash.
Don't you know it's all about the cash.
the cash, the cash

[louclinton]

I look at you all see the love there that's creeping
While our bullpen gently weeps

[Devine]

Wagner was a man who thought he worked for losers
But he knew it wouldn't last.
Wagner left his home in Queens, that team's a snoozer
For some lovely Fenway grass.
Get back, get back
Get back to where you once belonged.

Sweet Tito Francona thought he wouldn't cut it
But he proved slowly he can
All his bullpen cohorts say he's got it coming
Got to get a ring, this man
Get back, get back
Get back to where you once belonged.

[Kaz]

Take the last train to Kenmore
and I'll meet you at the station
If you get there by 5:30,
Sausage Guy for mastication

The Green Line's slow...
Oh no, oh no!
Oh no, oh no!

Wait, what?

[buckner was framed]

Monkeys, Beatles, whatever

[h.b.]

"Monkeys, Beatles, whatever"

That's like saying,
"Washington Nationals, Red Sox, whatever."

[yazbread]

.... but everyone knew him as Nancy.

[Harwich Rich]

This site's ON FIRE today.

[Kaz]

Actually, it's more like saying "Washington Nashionals, Red Sox, whatever".

Come on, bwf, they are the Monkees!

[Rob in CT]

I haven't enjoyed such a fun day on The Soxoholix since the follow-on days of the First Ring and Natalie's Teal Dress.

What a talented bunch of folks! Why, it's... it's... creepy!