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Eric: I promise you, we don't get up that early on a Sunday.

Least I Could Do!

(From Least I Could Do! Click on the thumbnail for full sized homily!)

It's been demonstrated in the last that Lar deSouza likes to throw in stealth cameos into the strip. (I assume it's deSouza who does it, since he does the drawings and all.) My favorite to date has been when Rayne hit on Jamie and Hazel in a supermarket, trying to talk them into a threesome.

Now, it's well known that Wednesday and I can appreciate... well, what we term "recreational Christianity." We enjoy watching Christian entertainment on an MST3K level -- and sometimes on its own merits. Since becoming involved with Weds, I've seen most of Bibleman, a fair number of the Charlton Heston introduced Greatest Heroes And Legends Of The Bible, the horrifically cheesy and generally (though not exclusively) bad Left Behind movies, a metric ton of Davey and Goliath, and most recently I've been infected with The Flying House, which is a frighteningly well made cartoon regardless of its subject matter. Oh, and lots of Jack Chick tracts, as long time readers well know.

Which leads us to the above Least I Could Do.

It's by no means certain that the two horrified people sitting in front of Noel and Mick in panel four are supposed to be Wednesday and Eric Burns-White, but it's also by no means uncertain. Granted, if it were the two of us, in the mythical panel five, our looks of shock would have been punctuated by a "...duuuuuuude."

On the other hand, it might simply be coincidence. Weds is usually depicted with more chestnut or auburn hair, for example. In which case, they may just be... well, someone else.

So if they're not supposed to be us, please, enjoy the message. Don't be a bitch, man.

And if they are?

Well then, submitted without comment.

(Yay! We've hit for the 2004-5 cycle!)

Posted by Eric Burns-White at September 1, 2008 12:10 PM

Comments

Comment from: Dave Van Domelen [TypeKey Profile Page] posted at September 1, 2008 4:05 PM

I approve of Raynesian Christianity.

Comment from: 32_footsteps [TypeKey Profile Page] posted at September 1, 2008 7:36 PM

You know, the theological implications of a man of the cloth preaching about letting Jesus into your heart while throwing the horns is well beyond what I can adequately discuss.

However, I can reasonably ponder whether or not the Lord would rock out with His cock out. For the record, I believe so.

Comment from: Polychrome [TypeKey Profile Page] posted at September 1, 2008 7:55 PM

32 footsteps: It entirely appropriate, given that Jesus is fucking metal.

Comment from: Andrew [TypeKey Profile Page] posted at September 2, 2008 1:58 PM

Well, it couldn't possibly be you, Eric. Your beard is taking on a Walt Whitman like quality, minus the salt-and-pepper color, in that frame.

It occurred to me, we could use a new Jack Chick snark. The websnark wouldn't be complete without one.

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