Thursday, December 30, 2010

'Twas brillig...

and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

all mimsy were the borogoves,

and mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Beware the Jubjub bird,

and shun the frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --

So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
and stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came.

One, two! One, two! And through and through
his vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead,

and with its head,
He went galumphing back.

"And has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Oh alright...

I said I wasn't going to post until next week, but Bumble is pestering me to relay his holiday wishes to you and your kin. He can't type, of course (what with those stubby little fingers), so I will transcribe:

"Grrrr! Humamph! Urrrrrr... blurph! Grum grum grum."


Sunday, December 19, 2010

Happy Festivus and all that from Bumble and friends!

The zombies insisted on taking some time off for The Festival of Brains and Lights. I don't think it's a real holiday, but whatever... I've got shopping to do and don't really have time to put up with their nonsense. So we'll be back next week with another adventure (my boss is out of town), and in the meantime, Merry Merry to you and yours!

All I want for Christmas is a box full of zombies.

And a Christmas surprise!

Thanksgiving detente!

Zombies deliberate.

Will peaceful alien life form finally convince these factions to lay down arms?

You have to destroy the brain, as Bumble well knows.

Chaos reigns.

No, Bumble!

Things are looking up!

Will Ultraman succeed at negotiating peace?

Huzzah Robot! Ultraman despairs.

Unicorn is quickly dispatched.

Alliances are formed. Unicorn sides with Bumble.

A compromise is not reached. And so it begins.

Bumble and zombies negotiate peace treaty.