I think we can all acknowledge by this point that I love a good pun. I can’t help it! Good word-play, however groan-worthy it actually sounds once the joke is made, makes me tick. Manipulation of the English language into humorous forms is just plain awesome. And it is often really hard to explain when trying to teach it in another language.
Oh, there are puns incorporated into humor in other languages too. It isn’t that uncommon to see a joke confusing ‘hana’ (meaning flower) and ‘hana’ (meaning nose) in Japanese, for example. But trying to explain how, ‘A horse walked into a bar and the bartender said, ‘Why the long face?” is funny to someone who doesn’t natively speak English and isn’t aware of the cultural context surrounding the traditional role of the bartender-as-therapist in Western culture is something else entirely. Even after explaining how the joke works, even in English you’re likely to still ask why someone let a horse into a bar anyway. Surely that violates a health code or two.
So yes. I make no apologies for my pun today, groan-worthy and lame as it might be. Puns may not be the height of humor, but they’re still pretty awesome to me.
Zombie Jeebus: He’s a friend indeed when you’re in need… for braaaaaiiiiins.
Last night, a friend and I were chatting… about morals, and ethics, and all sorts of other exciting things. It made a detour. It became about the sweet zombie Jeebus. I could rewrite this up properly, but I think it might be best actually, to just provide an edited transcript, with names changed to protect the innocent. Oh, the picture was actually drawn on lined paper, the lines have been chopped out, and he’s in a state where I might actually colour him in sometime on the computer. Ok, onto the transcript!
Kat says:
Now that’s swerved away from the whole moral side of things…. I don’t know whether I would jump in front of a bus to save a kiddley wink – I could speculate, but wouldn’t know until it was that split second…
same with the whole running back into a burning building thing… or going ‘save yourselves!’ to the plucky companions as I turn to fight off the killer zombie jebuses chasing us..
Kat’s Plucky Companion says:
*laughs* I’m with you on that. Though I think if it came to killer zombie jebuses, I might be on the side of every man for himself, unless I had a sure-thing killer zombie jebus killer weapon…
Kat says:
chainsaw! Or rather, chainsaw, riot-shield, pepper-spray, and delightfully ironic pointed crosses for spearing at a distance… in the side is best for zombie jeebuses I believe.
Kat’s Plucky Companion says:
*gigglesnorts*
Kat says:
Holy water though: not so much of a threat to the zombie jeebus.
could hurl crowns of thorns like little ninja-stars though…
Kat’s Plucky Companion says:
*laughs* Sulfur could be useful too…
(heh, now I have images of throwing crown-of-thorns starfish like ninja-stars!)
Kat says:
ohhhhhhhh… could throw hanks of bread at them while screaming ‘turn that into fish, will you! I perfer toast!
Kat’s Plucky Companion says:
Remember: moats will not work as a defense against killer zombie jebuses…
Kat says:
*snickers* Note: Keep an eye on the corpses. Zombie Jebuses have been known to raise again three days after death… perhaps even the second time around.
Kat’s Plucky Companion says:
heehee… we are so blasphemous!
*giggles delightfully evilly*
Kat says:
Keep in mind also: Jeebus has been known to raise other people from the dead. That means he is a super-zombie, and should be avoided at all costs if you don’t want to become a zombie too. Jesus saves… your corpse for later.
Kat’s Plucky Companion says:
*uproarious laughter*
Kat says:
Zombie Jeebus: a lesson in persistance. Forty days and forty nights is not a good enough lead if he wants the tast of fleshhhhhhh…. oh… and calling his dad soooo doesn’t work to get him in trouble. Damn man thinks he’s a saint.
Kat’s Plucky Companion says:
*giggles* Terrible!!
Kat says:
Don’t let the halo fool you… zombie jebus wants to convert you… to zombieism!
Kat’s Plucky Companion says:
Owey… tummy hurts from laughing…
Kat says:
I can just imagine the theme music… ‘devil inside, devil inside, every single one of us is a devil inside….’ http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=luobOzreRq4
like the fight scene from shaun of the dead in the bar, with queen playing… but instead, its a room full of the zombie jebuses….
Anyhow, the rest just went on from there. I should really refine that down and turn it into something meaningful. There is some great material in there to play with, certainly! I can certainly see it turning into a ‘Guide to combating the Zombie Jeebus’ or ’10 things to know when facing the re-risen Messiah’… perhaps even ‘What to do if the Lord our Saviour is after your Braaaaaiiiiinnns’. But really… if you do happen to run into the Zombie Jeebus, you should be ok. Zombies aren’t very smart. Besides, when it all comes down to it, he’s not the Messiah, he’s a very naughty boy!
Kat Johnston Sketch: Dressing up for Halloween – its popular up to a certain age… goes out of fashion… then suddenly we all want to be kids again. Yay costumes!
Thank you to all who responded to my survey! I’ll put together some results from that and post them either later today or tomorrow, to let you know how people answered. A couple did somewhat surprise me, but I’ll go into that later. If you missed responding and still want to do so, it can still be found here.
Today’s piccie I think needs a little disclaimer. My mother never made me dress up for Halloween or, for that matter, any other happy holiday so far as I can recall. Unless you count Christmas and wearing a Christmas-print skirt that my grandmother made me, but there wasn’t really all that much arm-twisting going on there – it was rather cute after all.
As for those parents who aspire to dress their children (even infants) in costumes for all occasions (who said that dressing a baby as a turkey for Thanksgiving isn’t just all in good fun?), luckily we have Martha Stewart and her guests showing us how. Luckily no real turkeys were hurt in the making of that clip, but I’m not sure I can say the same for the babies. The kicker? That clip is up on youtube and that kid will have to live with the fact that he’s the turkey-baby until the end of days. I bet that gets played at his 18th. Lucky boy.
Onto other matters (I like costumes, by the way, so long as I get to pick them out), I am still typing on an ergonomic keyboard at the moment, because my darling husband upped and killed my most prized posession ever by spilling hot chocolate all over it a couple of weeks back. Squishy II was my most beloved keyboard and he ruthlessly murdered it. I have a feeling it was a sense of jealousy – he knows that in a fire I’d probably have saved it first… then come back for him and the cats. I’ve had to use this tragic ergonomic excuse for a keyboard thing for weeks. No offence to those who actually like using these things, but it is driving me insane *sigh*. Rest in peace, Squishy II.
This picture… is not mine *gasp*. Today, I’m doing a guest spot to feature one of my incredibly brilliant and overly talented sisters! I would like to think that I inspired her to get into drawing… but the likelihood is that she just got into it herself. No harm in me taking credit for how great she is though, is there? Good. That’s settled.
My sisters have come to stay with me over their holidays so that they can get away from home for a bit and overdose on gummy bears, candy-bracelets and anything sugary they can salvage from the kitchen or, if necessary, the local supermarket. I suppose I should really be that ‘good big sister’ and feed them nice, healthy things (like lettuce… mmmm, lettuce), but if the girls want sugar they want sugar. What can I say? I’d be a horrible parent. This is why I don’t breed.
Anyhow, back to the arty type stuff. I pounced on the girl today and accosted her for a picture to throw up on the site. She pointed me towards her DeviantArt page. She hadn’t even told me she had one! Silly bunny… Anyhow, that aside, this picture is named ‘LMAO’ and here is her own little write-up of this picture:
Likes: Haruto (my other imaginary friend), Japanese food, art and music.
Dislikes: Everything other that what’s in the ‘like’ section.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jake is not easily amused.
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OK, this is Jake – one of two of my imaginary friends.
Talented little mite, isn’t she?
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