Monday, June 30, 2008

Monty Python Reference and my Holy Grail (Wizard World Chicago variation)

Many of you may be familiar with the following bit from an episode of Monty Python's Flying Circus:

Interviewer: Good evening. I have with me in the studio tonight one of the country's leading skin specialists, Raymond Luxury Yacht.

Raymond Luxury Yacht: That's not my name!

Interviewer: [tries literal pronunciation] I'm sorry; Raymond Luxury Yatscht.

Raymond Luxury Yacht: No no no, it's spelled, "Raymond Luxury Yacht," but it's pronounced, "Throat Warbler Mangrove".

Interviewer: You are a very silly man, and I'm not going to interview you.

Well, at the very least, I'M very familiar with it.

I seemed to recall that a reference to Throat Warbler Mangrove appeared in an old issue of IRON MAN from the classic run by David Michilinie and Bob Layton. I spent some time scouring the Internet for hints and clues to which issue it might have been and successfully narrowed it down to two. Unfortunately I no longer possess any of these comics BUT I was going to be in attendance at the Wizard World Chicago comic convention (last weekend) so I noted said issue numbers (#s 140 and 141 of Iron Man volume one).

I'm pleased to announce that I did find both issues and that, in fact, said reference to the Python bit above appears on page one of issue #140.

Here it is:


Let's ZERO in on that Bad Boy:


So, really, I did manage to locate my 'grail' as it were.



Friday, June 20, 2008

Another Classmate

I went to school with a kid named Sod Family Trailer. He had a thing for walking thirteen feet behind the female teachers and yelling, "I sweat bile, I bleed Killing Floor juice, I expectorate like a Mucous Elder God and I've got no time for Multiplication tables, chairs or FOOT STOOLS! Luxuriate in my viscous miasma!" Sod even inquired with a podiatrist about why it was his feet didn't shit; like it was some defect of his tootsies (and not a total misunderstanding of Ottomans). He's now married to a county road by the name of Lathered Pony Way.


Thursday, June 12, 2008

Glory Come and Glory Be (with apologies to Oingo Boingo)

Cow-Orker: Why don't you have another smoke?

Me: I'm all out (shakes empty box).

Cow-Orker: Have one of mine.

Me: Well, bless your soul. I'll dedicate my first trach hole to you. We could call it...the Lori That sounds too much like...uhm

Cow-Orker: Like what?

Me: Have you ever drilled a hole through a bathroom stall wall?

Cow-Orker: ...