Archive for Egypt

The Gossipers in: CURSE OF THE MUMMY

Posted in The Spike Lord, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on January 8, 2011 by applecorecomics

As always, it’s two bucks at the door and you bring your own towel.  Shoes are complementary.  Contrary to popular belief, exclamation points are allowed.  They’re just discouraged!

If you throw up in anything except the toilet or the rabbit hole, you can kiss your next invitation goodbye.  And remember, no matter what you hear, we do accept the Irish.  We just ask that they dye their hair before knocking on the door.  Have a safe stay.


Gloria wins at cards

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , on February 22, 2010 by applecorecomics

Gloria had the nerve to call my titles “stupid and boring.”  I think they’re literal and descriptive.  Different strokes.  Here’s Gloria’s post from Saturday.  I was busy.

I think I’m going to change the Fantastic Benefits deadline (see, I can link too) to MONDAYS. I seem to have developed a tendency to update it Saturday or Sunday as opposed to Friday, so this just seems to make more sense.  To summarize, Fantastic Benefits updates MONDAYS, while Gold and Blue and Gray still updates TUESDAYS and FRIDAYS. Hey, this gives you more reason to come back more days of the week!  Both of those were updated this past weekend, by the way.  Check those out if you haven’t already.

Anyways, the real reason you’re even checking this blog is to see what we’ve been up to in Egypt, not Monteclaire’s bullshit, am I right?  Well…we haven’t actually started digging yet.  We plan to Monday, I swear.  See, when I said that Philip IV‘s team was having trouble?  Well, it actually wasn’t a prank that was pulled (I’m saving that for when we both actually begin excavating).  It all happened during a friendly game of cards.  Gin rummy, to be exact.

(There I am playing cards with that tacky bastard Philip in his tent.  We’ve each got our right hand man.  Me with the randy ghost and him with that hook-handed guy from Masters of the Universe)

I’ll just tell you straight:  Philip was kicking my ass. To be honest I wasn’t even sure how to play gin rummy.  I thought we had to strip.  That’s why the ghost is down to his boxers.  I was wondering why Philip and Karg looked at me funny every time I told the ghost to remove a piece of clothing.  I used my knights’ intuition to save face and figured out how the game worked from context clues.  Once I knew, man there was no stopping me.  By the time the game was over I had won Philip’s tent, Jeep, crown, and that hook-hand guy’s massive wig.  The ghost said it made me look like an 80’s hair metal singer.  But I digress.

We didn’t really need a tent so we just torched it and went dune-hopping in the Jeep.  Kind of lost our way, actually.  In fact, that’s sort of the reason we haven’t started digging yet.  We have no fucking clue where we are.  The ghost and I (who’s name I recently discovered is Randy.  Some things just make sense) have had to set up camp out here among the dunes with no idea how to get back.  I’m sure we’ll be fine, though.  We’re heading toward what looks like a sort of mountainous formation.  We’ll probably be there by tomorrow.  Randy ghost doesn’t believe me, but I swear I keep hearing this steady thumping rhythm the closer we get to the small, jagged mountain structure.  And about an hour ago, I heard a terrible screeching noise, like some kind of large…wait, the ghost is signaling to me from the distance.  WHAT?  I CAN’T HEAR YOU.  Is he running?  Hey…what’s that behind him?  Oh God.  It can’t be.  It’s….AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I’m sure he’s fine.  I guess he’s updating that comic every Monday now.  Tomorrow, more Gold and Blue and Gray.  Also some more info on the Luxurious Side.  Monteclaire out.

This is a long one

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on February 14, 2010 by applecorecomics

Yes.  There is a title.  And yes.  It is a penis joke.  Gloria sends his regards.  He says he apologizes for not mentioning this earlier but:

“Egypt is a day behind the USA, so Gold and Blue and Gray and Fantastic Benefits updates are actually updating Saturday night at midnight.  Sorry for the confusion.”

Frankly that sounds suspect.  I promised Gloria I wouldn’t post until he updated, though.  So I’m posting now.  You may have many questions for me.  Am I rich?  Do I live in a fabled land called the Luxurious Side, as Gloria mentioned?  Do I even exist?  All these questions and more will be answered.  Next week.  For now here’s the post Gloria has already prepared:

By now I suppose Isabald mentioned the time difference.  Again, sorry for any confusion.  But let me tell you, this latest update is worth the wait. I mean, speaking from my own point of view.  This shit took a long time. The Fanastic Benefits update, that is.  But because you’ve been so patient, I’m gonna post some of my favorite panels from it.

Just to name a few.  And this is the prologue.  I haven’t even gotten to the intro yet. I’m telling you, this is some good shit.  I won’t post Gold and Blue and Gray, cause then why would you check it on the site?

Ah fuck it:

Oh, uh, some of this is NSFW, by the way.  Seriously, it is fucking hot over here FYI.  I hope Isabald is enlightening and entertaining over the coming two weeks.  Watch out.  He’s got a fucking mouth on him.  I can’t wait to update you on what’s going on.  I mean, not much has yet.  I got drunk at the Egyptian bar and a fight broke out.  But you don’t want to hear about that.  You do?  Alright.  Tell you what, a few snapshots were taken by my buddy Flint Chesthair (same name as my former one, small world huh?).  I’ll send it to Isabald Monday.  Oh, so that would be Tuesday there.  Gotta keep on top o’ that.  Anyways, soon as the digging starts I’m sure the shenanigans will as well.  Look out for all the crazy details comin’ your way.  And seriously, check out Fantastic Benefits. Personally I think Jeff’s kind of hot.  Like a big snuggly teddy bear.  But I digress.

I don’t know what you see in that guy.  I could tell you stories.  And I will.  Next week.  Monteclaire out.