Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for December 17, 2009
Transcript:
Alice: Shouldn't we start planning where to put the big ugly fountain I'm getting from Santa Claus? Mom: No, you should start practicing your part for the Blisshaven Winter Pageant. Alice: I know my part! "We are winter's jewels, dancing through the air. Something something something-else, blah-dee blah-dee blah!" And then I fall down and tragically melt into a ghastly puddle - GAAAA*aagh* Mom: That's NOT how it goes!
GROG Premium Member almost 15 years ago
I think there’s room for improvement, there Alice.
margueritem almost 15 years ago
Alice, you need to tune that up a bit…
Flintstoned almost 15 years ago
I like how it ends.
toasteroven almost 15 years ago
I would pay to watch that pageant.
COWBOY7 almost 15 years ago
C’mon Mom, show us. Ah 1, Ah 2, Ah 3………………………………..
richardcthompson Premium Member almost 15 years ago
The inspiration-
http://tinyurl.com/ygdzvw3
DBjorn almost 15 years ago
Richard – that’s outstanding!
Did your brother want an ugly giant fountain as well? :)
Destiny23 almost 15 years ago
I wonder how they managed to convince her that the fountain was ugly. I don’t think that’s how she described it before!
GROG Premium Member almost 15 years ago
Nice story, Richard.
sdjamieson Premium Member almost 15 years ago
I was expecting it to rhyme.
vldazzle almost 15 years ago
It may rhyme if Alice remembers the words.
LiamC Premium Member almost 15 years ago
Time is running out to enter the Cul de Sac Christmas Sweater contest! Last day for submissions is December 18th! Grand prize winner gets a signed Cul de Sac book and The Complete Calvin and Hobbes!!!
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bald almost 15 years ago
those pre - school and elementary pageants are such fun……. and to think, i never had a video camera for those treasured moments
William Burnett Premium Member almost 15 years ago
I don’t think Alice is going to make it to Broadway.
fritzoid Premium Member almost 15 years ago
We are winter’s jewels, Dancing through the air. Crystal shards of starlight, Sticking in your hair.
Accumulating on the ground, A foot or two (or more). We hope the plow comes down your street, If you need to reach the store…
Traffic’s at a standstill! Cabin fever’s rife! Three months out of every year We paralyze your life!
Heart attacks from shoveling! Power lines that break! So much havoc wrought from Each tiny little flake!
But if by chance the sun comes out, And melts us all away, Remember Frosty’s vengeful vow: ”I’LL BE BACK… on Christmas Day!”
richardcthompson Premium Member almost 15 years ago
fritzkringle. that is wonderful!
fritzoid Premium Member almost 15 years ago
I was inspired by your wonderfulness, good sir. In my head, it’s performed by Led Zeppelin…
I don’t have any goofy sweaters, but would this earn me a prize?
pibfan868 almost 15 years ago
just love it!
Bargrove almost 15 years ago
fritz: You are either quite talented of you steal from the best. (which is a talent too.)Thank you.
BenPanced almost 15 years ago
What a sad story for Christmas time, Alice!
Is there any ghastly screaming as you melt?
fritzoid Premium Member almost 15 years ago
Small talents “borrow.” Great talents steal outright.
fritzoid Premium Member almost 15 years ago
Only if I get a prize.
Maybe a big ugly fountain?
GROG Premium Member almost 15 years ago
Fritz, how about a big ugly sweater?
fritzoid Premium Member almost 15 years ago
In order to fit me, it’d have to be big, and if it wasn’t ugly before I put it on, it would be after…
margueritem almost 15 years ago
Richard T. great story about your younger brother. Now about that ‘Dicky Bird’ thing….
comics4brown almost 15 years ago
just watched my pre-school grandkids in a christmas program – they never know any words either Alice! But their program is so much duller than yours!
DCStark over 13 years ago
@Fritzoid – that was just brilliant! You must be an einstein!