So, all of a sudden, Oop’s an artist?
Good luck just walking into the White House.
G. M. O. T. !
I have to wonder . . . Where did Alley get the brush, paint and canvas?
Just noticed another insignificant item. Doc is wearing his Time Travel Amulet lanyard very long. Used to be up near his neck. Maybe the lanyard stretched?
Alternate Alley Oop Chapter 23 “Alley Oop Space Rebel” (510) 2/6/2018 Wednesday
The Captain did seem to know her way around the bewildering twists and turns when they returned to the Lumbagan way of doing things after leaving the prefab area that the Empire had put in. The smell of salt and organics is wonderfully familiar to them except for Bex, who is smelling it for the first time.
“I sense sodium chloride, H2O,iodine, and ….”
“Enough Bex, we don’t need the inventory of the ocean.” Interrupted Violet, already tired of the prototype acting like a droid.
In order to avoid the dark forest they have been taking nice straight-a-ways made of wood planking. Said forest is full of animal sounds both vocal and skittering on little feet of the freebies and the few joined in twos or threes on what look like chicken legs.Occasionally you can see the small shapes moving fast to get out of sight of possible predators. Said predators are made up of larger agglomeration of body parts but with no intelligence.
“Looks like one of those predators has found us!” Said Tran, really worried by those fangs. So many fangs in that mouth.It growled at them a head on a long neck poking through some of the wall planking that has been smashed open. The one goggle eye and a mouth that opens both side ways and up & down didn’t help while looking at it.
“RRRRrrrrrraaaroaar!” It said as its beaks took turns closing menacingly. A snap! Snap! Snap! At them.
“Hey, just a minute.” Said Alley Oop putting his weapons away to walk over and get too close to the brute.
“Hows it goin’n? Long time no see…”
Lumbaga created by John Keith Laumer for the novel, “Retief’s Ransom”. Haterakans from “Retief & the War Lords”.
Since Oop painted that, where has it been since the coconut fell on his head? And where was he carrying it all this time? An item that large would have a hard time going into his magic hammer pouch.
2/6/2019 “999” (2009)
“What do you mean, ’red mercury”?" Asked the American Empire president teeth clamped on his unlighted stogie.
“Well sir it isn’t really mercury, but it is a volatile compound derived from it. Very top secret. The Amarru let us know they have it in place of conventional nuclear warheads. So have the Peruvians. Very powerful that do not flash an EMP when detonated and no dangerous or radioactive fallout is created.Just a powerful fire storm.” The Defense Minister told the group.
“Poppycock, nonsense and double speak!” Said the Propaganda Minister.
The Sixth Voyage: The River of Gems (799 A.D.)
The chuckling sounded again as they moved slowly into the small valley and could smell water, water heavily contaminated with brine. There is a stand of larger thorn trees they move up to and worked to find a part in the hedge or a way through to see where that chuckling was coming from. Then they found an opening. The vista of a fog, more thorn trees and a small lake. The chuckling came from there. What they saw caught their breath in their throat to keep from screaming.
Henri, Dr Lectaire and Beezlebub created by Wilbur Floppenheimer
Historian Dr Cox & geologist Dr Copperhead with Doc Wonmug in the present.
“Bedtime For Bonzo.” ✨❤️✨
Maybe I’m just acclimated to the new team, but I like today’s strip. ✨
Vince Hamlin’s “Nitro for Napoleon” – Episode 63 (4/3/1947)
Panel 1: Oop, riding on horseback through the Parisian streets, “So Napoleon’s gonna cut our throats, eh? Haw! He’ll find ‘em pretty tough!”
Panel 2:Oop, standing but with his left foot on a chair with his left arm resting on his knee, “Our string’s about run out, Oscar… th’ ol’ boy’s tabbed you for a madman an’ me for a big dumb ape!”
Boom, “HMm! How much time d’you think we have left?”
Panel 3: Oop, now with both hands on his hips, “Until his nibs gets his hands on your boom-dust!”
Boom, now sitting in a chair, “You don’t seem disturbed by this chain of events!”
Panel 4: Oop, picking up the chair and Oscar in his right hand, “I’m not… th’ game’s got to th’ point where you big brains gotta call in the strong-arm boys… now mebbe I can carry th’ ball for a spell!”
Sure, it must be so easy for anybody to get in through the delivery entrance that it must happen every day. No reason to have any security there. Can this strip get any dumber than today? Stay tuned, Oopsters!
Interesting likeness of Nancy there.
It’s Reagan in the portrait with a monkey? This remember me a movie….
Sometime during his adventures in space and time, Oop must have seen ‘Bedtime for Bonzo’.
Just about bedtime for this strip.
Ooola the shape-shifter is morphing in that last panel. She better get a grip on it quick, and get herself back together, or in a moment, she will look like a velociraptor.
Trouty would have loved this one.
The Benders had already destroyed the old Oop. He has been gone for years.
I can’t wait til the plot starts.
I’m out of here, when they bring Alley back I’ll be back.
Has N-G49 missed a good science post at the end of yesterday ?
Is that Bonzo with him?
….have Ooola slip into a skimpy bikini and ya might just get through WH security…..
Ha!! I’m a fan of the “V.T./Graue” Ooop myself, but I’ll drink to Karen’s remark re: Mary Worth, Rex Morgan, and Mark (kak, gug, retch!!) Trail…….
Oh, one more thing: Like Brutus (“T.V.” Popeye cartoons era) said about Alice The Goon’s abstract portrait of Olive Oyl: “What a GOONY picture!!”
I never thought I would be able to say this after the Benders’ “Reign of Error” but this is probably the worst Alley Oop story ever. Bite it, Snowflakes!
A science guy who in no remote way resembles the hirsute faced Doc pictured above.
Some infotainment while we wait for the story to get underway.
One time Trouty and I were accidentally locked in a women’s locker room. Hoo boy! I’ve never seen Trouty so alive.
Alley painted that so well that you can’t see the numbers anymore! O<|];o)
(What, none of you thought of that angle?)
The official Reagan presidential portrait wasn’t made until 1992, a fact which this creative team characteristically overlooked. Interestingly, it was painted by Everett Kinstler who began his career in comic books.
When did Oop ever watch “Bedtime for Bonzo”?