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November 29, 2007
It's All Greek to Me
No, Winslow, you retarded little dogshit, you are not going to get any money for blogging at huffingtonpost.com. If you have any further questions, maybe you should consult Wednesday's strip in which your query "...But you don't give any of us bloggers a single penny?" was met with the answer no. Or quite possibly you could go back to the beginning and re-read Monday's strip in which you declared, "I should never have agreed to blog for huffingtonpost.com for free!!!"
It's all another example of Stantis's inability to write a week-long series without repeating the set-up each and every day.
However, we shouldn't overlook the upside of this week so far. Ne pas de Carmen.
It's been glorious without her smug little puss souring the screen.
What does Scott Stantis have against Greeks, by the way? Why hasn't his precious creation Carmen been around to witness Mistress Arianna? Where has Carmen been?
She's not particularly big or muscular, so apparently she's not off breeding athletes under the supervision of Jimmy "The Greek" Snyder. She's not particularly fond of "effete Northeast liberals" so we know for sure she's not hanging out with Michael Dukakis or the ghost of Paul Tsongas. It's an understatement to say she wouldn't be caught dead around the Onassis family. I imagine she'd support the law-and-order leanings of characters played Michael "The Commish" Chiklis, but considering he's a Hollywood actor I don't think she'd spend any time with him. Maria Menounos of Medford, Mass? She's too pretty for Carmen. George Stephanopoulos? No way. Cat Stevens? Uh-uh. Frank Zappa? As if.
Just about the only Greek I can see Carmen spending time with is Alex Karras, as we know he has an affinity for little black kids.
So whilst Winslow is getting spanked by Dominatrix Huffington who has an affinity for mass ass, Carmen and Karras are off "signing adoption papers" or whatever euphemism the kids are using these days.
What a sick and twisted world Stantis imagines. Oh wait. Maybe I imagined that world. Either way: sick and twisted.
Comments
IIRC, Arianna is very tall and regular width. She and I were once on the same flight from LA to SF, I think it was after Michael lost but before he came out of the closet.
BTW, Doonesbury did a wicked series on Arianna way back then. (A lot of people had it out for her; I almost felt sorry for her, except of course that I was a DiFi Fan.) Doonesbury's angle was her religion; she's a minister in a human potential group called the Ministry of Spiritual Inner Awareness. David Allen, the Getting Things Done guru, is in the same group. (And I love GTD.)
I'm oversharing today, aren't I?
Posted by: Annie at November 29, 2007 09:11 AM
Stantis is drawing more lazily every day this week. After drawing a window, a whip, and a dominatrix's leg, all in the "Blog Gulag" on Monday and Tuesday, Stantis stopped trying to draw these things on Wednesday, opting to draw just Winslow and his laptop in the Blog Gulag. Today, he starts putting in even less effort, as Winslow and Huffington's disembodied voice are magically transported back to the desert.
Tomorrow, maybe Winslow and the laptop will be outside of the panel, just like Huffington, and we'll have open desert alone.
Posted by: Chris at November 29, 2007 03:35 PM
Let's see, I see 2 ads on HuffPo right now, with that Ask.com search bar at the bottom and a box from something called BuzzFeed acting as the other thing I'll count as advertising. Now, considering the traffic that HuffPo generates and how much the monthly server and admin bill must be, how can anyone think that HuffPo is some sort of advertising cash cow? On the other hand, I see that Drudge Report has three honest to God paid ads running there. Does Drudge pay anyone to give him his stories? Why not do something about that, Scott? Scott? Hello?
Posted by: Doc Sane at November 29, 2007 05:01 PM
