Heavenly Bun Toons. YAY!

I might blog different, but I'm doing it on a PC.

The calendar made me do this…I cannot be held responsible.  That’s my story and I’m sticking to it  ( just like the leather chair I’m sitting in, while not wearing pants).  But you don’t need to hear my troubles, not when so many people have left us…

See…That Jobs fellow passed away this week, and believe it or not, it’s The Old Walrus’ 71st birthday tomorrow.  The dates compelled me.

Almost against my will.

Ty the Guy OUT!

Here now, your Bonus Comics Moment.

Wait, since Wally Wood has also croaked, who gets sued for this one?  We need a great ghost-lawyer to sort it all out.  Is that Robert Kardashian guy still dead? At least this comic wasn’t published by APPLE COMICS, it’s just the title.  I don’t think there ever was an “Apple Comics”, was there?

Ah, damn.

UPDATE”  It’s apparently Harvey Pekar’s birthday today as well…Another great ex-human being who gave my world so much joy.  All the best people are no longer breathing, eh?

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For last week's Aquaman Bun Toon click on the Sea-King's bulging arms.

For every Bun-Toon ever, click on the invisible apple, hidden under the bunny's shirt.

10 responses to “Heavenly Bun Toons. YAY!

  1. The thing of it is is when we get to the pearly gates Jesus will be seen in whoever when whoever approaches the gates. Evil cannot approach that gate. A wicked heart that wants bad to happen to humans would not survive the light of God that would be shining from the city of God. That light would be as if it was fire. There would not have to be a literal book to be read from. The law of God would already be written on a book within the righteous one approaching the gates of the city being unscathed by Gods light that searches the innermost thoughts of the heart. That book is read by God by looking at you.

    • Come on, Johathan…cut this out. No one comes here to read your religious noise. This is like the fourth or fifth time you’ve done this on my blog. I’m all for free speech, but there’s such a thing as using my space to preach your religious beliefs, and if you do it again, I’m afraid I’m just going to delete you. I’ve been patient, but enough is enough, my bun toon posts aren’t an excuse for you to start soap-boxing. BAD DOG! BAD!

      • Time to swat him on the nose with some rolled-up funny pages.

        • Your letting your emotions get the better of you. I only give you good things, and you want to give me a rolled up news paper? Who is in the wrong, I ask you?.

          • You are in the wrong, Jonathan. As you may have noticed, I’ve already deleted about five of your lengthy, rambling posts in this weekend’s comments section alone, and will continue to do so as long as you bring this religious nonsense here. Though you might believe you are giving me “good things”, you must understand I consider your posts incoherent, unwelcome, intrusive, and irritating. You are free to believe what you want to believe, but keep it to yourself. I’m all for free speech, but I’m not for you hijacking my blog for the sort of nonsense you post. Consider this: You might believe a kiss is lovely, but when it’s unwanted, it becomes sexual assault. Your theological essays are UNWANTED. I cannot be more direct and clear. If you can’t understand that I do not want your “good things”, then I suggest you seek professional help or find some other blogger to bother.

  2. You’re right, Mr. Templeton, I have emotional problems, and should seek professional help. I’ll keep posting here until I figure out that you can edit my comments and can make me say “God is a blueberry muffin, and I like to wear pretty dresses” every time I post. But since I can’t control how you edit my comments, and I’m too mind-boggling brain-dead to figure this out, there’s little I can do.

    Yours sincerely,
    Jonathan Hughes, in a nice pink sun frock, eating a blueberry god. Yum.

  3. And, on a different subject…

    Um, is your last comment in this weekend’s posting say something in particular about all of us that are still breathing?

    Cheers!

    Steven Willis
    XOWComics.com

  4. Sorry you had to read all that nonsense above, Steven, and in fact, you got to read only about a THIRD of the nonsense that went on this weekend, as I deleted most of it.
    As for my last comment about breathing, ever since I realized how many of the truly great people I’ve known or known about in my lifetime were no longer breathing, I started holding my breath to see if it would improve my lot in life, and amazingly it HAS! For the last two days, I’ve only been breathing every twenty minutes, instead of every three seconds as I’m supposed to, and the hallucinations that have I’ve been having are WORTH it, baby. Did that crazy jazz-playing alligator over in the corner, and the wiggling wallpaper is to die for.

  5. Dear Mr. Templeton:

    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    I like monkeys
    How about you?
    Just like a monkey
    I fling poo.
    Now it’s in my fingernails
    Not down the loo.

    Yours sincerely,
    Someone too goddamned stupid to understand what the edit function is on your website, and too full of his own crap to figure out that you aren’t reading a single word of the raving blather that I’m actually trying to post. And neither is anyone else.

  6. Dear Mr. Templeton

    I’ve changed my mind. God isn’t a blueberry muffin, he’s more of a hood ornament on a late model Chrysler Le Baron. The world needs to know this, RIGHT NOW!

    Yours sincerely,
    A man wearing a lavender evening gown, standing under a street light in anytown USA.

    PS: I still don’t understand the edit comments function you keep mentioning…it allows you to edit ANYTHING I post on your blog so that you can make me say any idiotic thing that comes into your head? Fascinating…

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