Tue 20 Mar 2007
The Extrorse Écorché
Posted by anaglyph under Simple Graphics Man
[11] Comments
The Continuing Misfortunes of Simple Graphics Man ~
#19: The Extrorse Écorché.
In which SGM is warned against the dangers of doing the Hokey Pokey.
Is he taking Levitatra?
Even before I read what you posted under it I was thinking Hokey Pokey.
‘Tis and odd sign…..skinned ankles on and escalator. I guess it could happen.
I love Simple Graphics Man. He’s so endearingly clumsy!
I once saved a warning graphic that featured SGM’s wee progeny. It showed Simple Graphics Big Baby sitting on the open door of a stove, causing the stove to tip over AND a big sauce pan (probably full of scalding liquid) to fall on his head.
I don’t know where it’s gone to now, else I’d share, but it did convince me to think twice about using an oven as a baby seat. Just as SGM will now always give me pause before a rousing Hokey Pokey session in the mall.
Yes, I googled the title this time. But how do you know these words without reading about it on TCA and then googling it?
maybe he was just hoping to pass wind without the cheek flutter
Apparently Edward Scissorhands isn’t supposed to dance.
I think that’s completely unfair.
Poor SGM. Just wanted to do a little jig. His life is so fraught, couldn’t They give him this one moment?
Colonel – I think he lost his hands when he was doing the Hand Jive.
Jam: I don’t want to even contemplate what SGM would get up to in pharmaceutical trials…
Sirdar: … and that’s what it’s all about!
Phoebe Fay: Looks like SGM’s progeny have inherited his facility for getting into trouble! It’s amazing they have lasted more than one generation.
Pil: I have sold my soul to the Word Demon.
Nurse Myra: Knowing SGM’s facility for trouble, he’d probably fart too close to an open flame.
Colonel: Edward Scissorhands twins no less.
Cissy Strutt: It’s a crummy job, but someone has to do it.
Catalyst: SGM is always losing some part of his anatomy.
Okay you were just waiting to pounce on someone with “that’s what it’s all about,” weren’t you? What would you have done if no one opened that particular door?
My readership never fails me.