Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 1:21 pm |Permalink
“You kids get off my lawn”. Laugh? Not half!
Mark Duffett
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 1:32 pm |Permalink
Fantastic stuff. I would have liked a final frame in which Wilson does a Mr Creosote, but then again it is lunchtime.
Luke T
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 1:46 pm |Permalink
Surely it won’t be long before he’s sitting up the back bench with a bag of cats to throw at people.
paddy
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 2:14 pm |Permalink
Never has “supersize me” sounded like a better idea.
But I have to admit Luke. WT sitting up the backbench with a bag of “Jaspers”……… is an image that lingers.
John T
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 2:22 pm |Permalink
And the wonderful landscape of the mind explains a lot.
deccles
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 2:57 pm |Permalink
I had always imagined Wilson Tuckey’s brain as this abandoned town with tumbleweed rolling uninterupted down the main street… but 1950’s style Jurassic Park is just as apt.
Vicki Grieves
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 3:50 pm |Permalink
A full ten minutes of belly laugh, that began on the first frame, and I am still chuckling an hour later - full of delights, classic FD!!!
michael matusik
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 5:20 pm |Permalink
another keeper FD! well done - another T-shirt for sure.
some pretty cool gravatars fellow commentators too!
Keith is not my real name
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 9:52 pm |Permalink
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 9:57 pm |Permalink
Julie Bishop as Fake Barbarella. Because she’s in on the gig, too right, as per RN earlier replay on PM tonight. She is wasted space, worse than Tuckey who at least has the excuse of growing up in the White Australia era.
Harry "Snapper" Organs
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 10:38 pm |Permalink
My face hurts from panel 4 mostly. What, pray tell, antediluvian period or indeed epoch, might be the insides of Ruddock’s brain?
Posted Friday, 23 October 2009 at 10:58 pm |Permalink
OMG: Shush, the terrorists have come! Hide the kids ‘cause they’ll see them raping the men and robbin the wimen and the kids ‘ill need counselling. and someone will have to go through that friggin’ desert in frame four.
FabULous, FD.
Frank Campbell
Posted Sunday, 25 October 2009 at 2:38 pm |Permalink
Wilson Tuckey’s brain a rich, fertile Jurassic landscape? A gibber plain more like…with the odd bleaching skull and rusting blunt implement nearby….
Most Peculiar Mama
Posted Monday, 26 October 2009 at 5:20 pm |Permalink
“…Today the secretary of the Australasian Federation of Tamil Associations, Victor Rajakulendran, told ABC News Radio he would not be surprised if former Tamil Tigers were trying to escape Sri Lanka…”
Oops.
But then again we’re never intersested in pesky things like the truthhere at Crikey.
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“You kids get off my lawn”. Laugh? Not half!
Fantastic stuff. I would have liked a final frame in which Wilson does a Mr Creosote, but then again it is lunchtime.
Surely it won’t be long before he’s sitting up the back bench with a bag of cats to throw at people.
Never has “supersize me” sounded like a better idea.
But I have to admit Luke. WT sitting up the backbench with a bag of “Jaspers”……… is an image that lingers.
And the wonderful landscape of the mind explains a lot.
I had always imagined Wilson Tuckey’s brain as this abandoned town with tumbleweed rolling uninterupted down the main street… but 1950’s style Jurassic Park is just as apt.
A full ten minutes of belly laugh, that began on the first frame, and I am still chuckling an hour later - full of delights, classic FD!!!
another keeper FD! well done - another T-shirt for sure.
some pretty cool gravatars fellow commentators too!
Officer Officer…
Julie Bishop as Fake Barbarella. Because she’s in on the gig, too right, as per RN earlier replay on PM tonight. She is wasted space, worse than Tuckey who at least has the excuse of growing up in the White Australia era.
My face hurts from panel 4 mostly. What, pray tell, antediluvian period or indeed epoch, might be the insides of Ruddock’s brain?
OMG: Shush, the terrorists have come! Hide the kids ‘cause they’ll see them raping the men and robbin the wimen and the kids ‘ill need counselling. and someone will have to go through that friggin’ desert in frame four.
FabULous, FD.
Wilson Tuckey’s brain a rich, fertile Jurassic landscape? A gibber plain more like…with the odd bleaching skull and rusting blunt implement nearby….
“…Today the secretary of the Australasian Federation of Tamil Associations, Victor Rajakulendran, told ABC News Radio he would not be surprised if former Tamil Tigers were trying to escape Sri Lanka…”
Oops.
But then again we’re never intersested in pesky things like the truthhere at Crikey.