Mother of Season's Cycle
2005-09-13
Sour grapes
The important thing to remember about today's comic is that it is a parable.
Also, ha ha, I spent hours on this damn thing and forgot to colour Rabid's mobile.
Transcription
Rabid: What a beautiful day!
Dr Quickly: Yes, it most certainly is.
Rabid: Oh dear, the weather is turning...
Dr Quickly: To what?
A Voice From The Heavens: VINEGAR WHERE ONCE WAS WINE!!
Dr Quickly: Sky's leaking sour stuff!!
<<SPSHH!>>
Space Frog: MY LOFTY OFFICE TOWER -- CORRODED BY THIS ACID SHOWER!
Rabish: The plants in my garden are CHANGED by this strange downpour!
<<The 1812 Overture>>
Rabid: Oh! My cellphone!
Rabid: Hello? ... yeah, no kidding! ... it does? ... well no wonder! Okay, right on it!!
Rabid: FLIGHT INTO THE HEAVENS!!
Dr Quickly: Now that we are on a space platform, take this size-largening pill.
Rabid: ARF!
Dr Quickly: The earth has been left upright! The cork dried out!
Rabid: SO I SEE!!
[[Rabid, made huge, restores the tilt to the Earth.]]
Rabid: Now I know why we have seasons!!
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