Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 2:28 pm |Permalink
I quite fancy the idea of date scones running the country.
HB
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 2:29 pm |Permalink
it all makes perfect sense to me now
Aron
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 2:35 pm |Permalink
This is so funny, I love you Firstdog!
Keith is not my real name
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 2:42 pm |Permalink
I don’t know about a Date Scone, to me he’s just a Date
Greig White
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 3:00 pm |Permalink
Love your work, FD, but shurely Barney should be a Pumpkin Scone?
paddy
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 3:04 pm |Permalink
Dear Mr Onthemoon.
We Australian spermatozoa……
Who are about to die ….Salute you.
chinda63
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 3:37 pm |Permalink
I want a t-shirt with the last frame on it
Stevo the Working Twistie
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 3:38 pm |Permalink
No Greig, definitely date.
Date = bottom
Scone = head
ergo B. Joyce = Date Scone = Arse Hat
FirstDog semiotics 101.
Vicki Grieves
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 3:50 pm |Permalink
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA …..This is so extraordinarily TRUE!!!! How insightful of you Mr FD
Vicki Grieves
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 3:53 pm |Permalink
And, the date scone is uncommonly in the shape of a Cane Toad………nice reference to Queensland there!
Carol Bruce
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 3:53 pm |Permalink
Absolutely love your tag for Krudd - Sexless Robot - how fitting!
beckchanock
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 4:02 pm |Permalink
This is a bit eerie. I was breakfasting this morning with my parents, eating date scones, remarking what an idiot Barnaby Joyce is. And we discussed Tony Abbot. You’ve pretty much captured the whole scene.
David
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 4:18 pm |Permalink
But Mr First Dog, I feel you have fallen head over tail for a Monk. Scorned by a bow wow I’m decastated
chinda63
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 4:28 pm |Permalink
Every time I look at Mr Spermy it gives me the giggles and the creeps in equal measure.
I’m told when used as sinkers they were most effective, especially the rock ones.
Jenny
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 5:37 pm |Permalink
WILL YOU PLEASE STOP ASSOCIATING TONY ABBOTT WITH SEX - YOU WILL TURN ME OFF SEX FOR LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Christine Johnson
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 6:09 pm |Permalink
Is this Barnaby’s high or low phase? Anyway Rudd’s seemingly rattled by Phoney Tony and Mr Date Scone as both appear to refresh the PM’s memories of his deep north roots. And please FD I know he’s sending out smouldering smug looks but TA isn’t spermy - just spewy.
Mike Jones
Posted Thursday, 4 February 2010 at 6:47 pm |Permalink
I’m worried that Tony is to Kevin what Mr Spermy is to Mr Sock. I
In the pic he looks like he’s about to show us something quite alarming, but strangely enjoyable (Jenny excluded)
Stevo the Working Twistie has added the requisite yellow dust and the whole thing does my scone in.
AAA grade tooning, FDOM !
gillyp
Posted Friday, 5 February 2010 at 9:09 am |Permalink
HAHA I can’t stop laughing.
wyane
Posted Friday, 5 February 2010 at 10:29 am |Permalink
in the beginning, there was the date: ( ! )
Ctrl+A ; Delete
‘sgone!
20 Comments
I quite fancy the idea of date scones running the country.
it all makes perfect sense to me now
This is so funny, I love you Firstdog!
I don’t know about a Date Scone, to me he’s just a Date
Love your work, FD, but shurely Barney should be a Pumpkin Scone?
Dear Mr Onthemoon.
We Australian spermatozoa……
Who are about to die ….Salute you.
I want a t-shirt with the last frame on it
No Greig, definitely date.
Date = bottom
Scone = head
ergo B. Joyce = Date Scone = Arse Hat
FirstDog semiotics 101.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA …..This is so extraordinarily TRUE!!!! How insightful of you Mr FD
And, the date scone is uncommonly in the shape of a Cane Toad………nice reference to Queensland there!
Absolutely love your tag for Krudd - Sexless Robot - how fitting!
This is a bit eerie. I was breakfasting this morning with my parents, eating date scones, remarking what an idiot Barnaby Joyce is. And we discussed Tony Abbot. You’ve pretty much captured the whole scene.
But Mr First Dog, I feel you have fallen head over tail for a Monk. Scorned by a bow wow I’m decastated
Every time I look at Mr Spermy it gives me the giggles and the creeps in equal measure.
Surely that means something …
OMG This is the first time anything arithmetical has actually made any sense to me!
Might I be bold enough to remind readers of a certain ‘Our Lady of Skonce’ (QLD, where else?)aka Lady Flo of husband Joh (Bjelke Petersen) who mercilessly thrust her little fart makers into the clammy claws of visiting illuminĂ© . President LBJ must have received one.
I’m told when used as sinkers they were most effective, especially the rock ones.
WILL YOU PLEASE STOP ASSOCIATING TONY ABBOTT WITH SEX - YOU WILL TURN ME OFF SEX FOR LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Is this Barnaby’s high or low phase? Anyway Rudd’s seemingly rattled by Phoney Tony and Mr Date Scone as both appear to refresh the PM’s memories of his deep north roots. And please FD I know he’s sending out smouldering smug looks but TA isn’t spermy - just spewy.
I’m worried that Tony is to Kevin what Mr Spermy is to Mr Sock. I
In the pic he looks like he’s about to show us something quite alarming, but strangely enjoyable (Jenny excluded)
Stevo the Working Twistie has added the requisite yellow dust and the whole thing does my scone in.
AAA grade tooning, FDOM !
HAHA I can’t stop laughing.
in the beginning, there was the date: ( ! )
Ctrl+A ; Delete
‘sgone!