Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 1:31 pm |Permalink
Speechless.
Tom Heeren
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 1:32 pm |Permalink
Hunger – It’s like politics. You’re never going to satisfy everyone.
zut alors
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 1:35 pm |Permalink
You’re breaking our hearts. Not only are you currently unwashed but now hungry to boot. Things must be grim if you’re ravenous enough to eat a moose. Anyway, they’re not in season.
Is that Kerry O’Brien the Onthemoons are tuned into on the tele? Or perhaps Inspector Rex.
Holden Back
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 1:38 pm |Permalink
Could speak a bit louder? Especially that bit about the food groups.
Keith is not my real name
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 1:50 pm |Permalink
So funny
Carol Bruce
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 2:15 pm |Permalink
Thanks FD - a cartoon without dialogue!! Didn’t mean you to take me so literally yesterday - but all the same, great effort.
Mike Jones
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 2:41 pm |Permalink
Imagine a line drawing of me smiling discreetly but not saying anything.
Sandshoe
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 2:55 pm |Permalink
Howling! Crying and laughing! It’s a feast of nothing! It’s a dearth of everything! It’s essential strength is it means something to everyone or nothing to anybody!
Onthemoon’s representation of crude truth where he is at (& where Lady First Dog is at and so graciously referenced) mean whatever the subject nothing is gratuitous in an Onthemoon.
A viewer can see elements common to the lived experience of the artist and the observer.
Mr Onthemoon’s cartoons cannot operate in a sealed carton that is a vaccuum; only in opened carton form distributed by the several million individual units. Hence the opened fridge.
Sandshoe
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 2:57 pm |Permalink
I’m having an anxiety attack.
Sandshoe
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 3:00 pm |Permalink
There is a Dr Seuss song that includes being able to eat a whole moose burger.
Fifteen pickles and a purple plum?
Andrew Le Clercq
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 3:18 pm |Permalink
Btw FD, did your cat just do a number two?
Mike Jones
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 3:21 pm |Permalink
Andrew Le, Considering that the totality of cat existence is to eat, sh*t and sleep, I’d say your options were fairly narrowly proscribed to start with….
Sandshoe
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 3:49 pm |Permalink
Found it. It was a song I taught my kids. The Super Supper March by Dr Seuss and that was a goose-moose burger!
Andrew Le Clercq
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 4:13 pm |Permalink
Mike, that is indeed the house-cat’s creed…
Buzz
Posted Friday, 27 August 2010 at 4:38 pm |Permalink
20 Comments
Speechless.
Hunger – It’s like politics. You’re never going to satisfy everyone.
You’re breaking our hearts. Not only are you currently unwashed but now hungry to boot. Things must be grim if you’re ravenous enough to eat a moose. Anyway, they’re not in season.
Is that Kerry O’Brien the Onthemoons are tuned into on the tele? Or perhaps Inspector Rex.
Could speak a bit louder? Especially that bit about the food groups.
So funny
Thanks FD - a cartoon without dialogue!! Didn’t mean you to take me so literally yesterday - but all the same, great effort.
Imagine a line drawing of me smiling discreetly but not saying anything.
Howling! Crying and laughing! It’s a feast of nothing! It’s a dearth of everything! It’s essential strength is it means something to everyone or nothing to anybody!
Onthemoon’s representation of crude truth where he is at (& where Lady First Dog is at and so graciously referenced) mean whatever the subject nothing is gratuitous in an Onthemoon.
A viewer can see elements common to the lived experience of the artist and the observer.
Mr Onthemoon’s cartoons cannot operate in a sealed carton that is a vaccuum; only in opened carton form distributed by the several million individual units. Hence the opened fridge.
I’m having an anxiety attack.
There is a Dr Seuss song that includes being able to eat a whole moose burger.
Fifteen pickles and a purple plum?
Btw FD, did your cat just do a number two?
Andrew Le, Considering that the totality of cat existence is to eat, sh*t and sleep, I’d say your options were fairly narrowly proscribed to start with….
Found it. It was a song I taught my kids. The Super Supper March by Dr Seuss and that was a goose-moose burger!
Mike, that is indeed the house-cat’s creed…
FD: This is seriously beyond brilliant. Just love the thought inter-feed (no pun intended)
Full
The eyes have it.
I read this morning a woman in London dumped a moggy in a rubbish bin!
The act of cruel imprisonment is immortalised on CCTV film!
Stands to reason-Frame 4-the insecurity of a rubbish bin as a Diner is uppermost in Mrs On’s mind!
:neural:
I like both forms of FDOTM—verbal & non-verbal language. Keep them both coming! Took longer to read today’s but so many lovely interpretations.