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These kids and their rock music.
I wouldn’t have thought Goblin was that frightening.
She doesn’t seem to get along well with either Bo or his dog, though, and it looks like he’s having fun trying to keep them separated.
You’re saying Goblin’s female? I didn’t realize. Was that established in the story?
Yup, when Moze and Tuesday are at Moze’s house and the dog is in his bed, he keeps referring to Goblin as “she”.
It’s the little dogs you gotta look out for. They’re all psycho.
This is so true it’s scary. I’ve yet to meet a cat-sized dog (not to mention smaller) that wasn’t a neurotic serial killer in the making, hindered only just by physical limitations.
That’s because small dogs can get away with it.
Such homicidal maniac tendencies have largely been bred out of the larger breeds (or never bred into them). If a labrador or rottweiler or other large breed acted the way the average teacup poodle does, it would be off to the pound for the big sleep in short order.
Of course the way most small breeds get raised as surrogate infants instead of as… well… dogs doesn’t help them much.
I think the thing is Goblin might emit … stuff … at any moment, without warning.
Goblin hates all lifeforms except for the great and powerful Moze.
I love that last panel so much. You don’t even know.
Seconded; I’d rather like to see a complete set of lyrics for this little ditty.
Thirded; that sounds like my kind of another damn rock club.
Yeah, I’d stay for that show.
It’s not like a lot of good ol’-timey tunes I’ve heard, either. Goodness me, it’s so…modern. (Actually, maybe it’s closer to post-post-post-modern, but who’s really keeping track?)
So, based on the silhouette, and the title page for this intermission, I’m guessing the lead singer is Sunny’s ex (from the Exes comic).
I’m thinkin’ Sunny’s ex is a good deal curvier, and her specialty is diesel.
Not that she couldn’t also be rockin’ the fuck out….
I only now got the second part of the lyrics – the “stroke”, not just the activity described, but sunstroke. :D
Stroke! Sunstroke! (Sigh.) Now I get it.
What, she can’t do both? Also, that singer is plenty curvy, just not wearing bra. Hence, floppy tits.
Or it could be a loose top.
It’s too bad when they sag like that. Droopy (ahem) mammary glands like that…can be a little depressing.
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