G. M. O. T. !
Not a very bright guard, is he?
Guess getting that jellybean might end up being easy as pie.
Oh, come on! this is beyond stupid!!!
But at least the lemon has his shades on….LOL
Alternate Alley Oop Chapter 23 “Alley Oop Space Rebel” (511) 2/7/2018 Thursday
Alley Oop approaches the Lumbagan “monster”. The others look on dumbfounded.
“Aaaarrrrrroar!?”The creature said puzzled.
“Come on, don’t you recognize us? We’re here to go to the island. Empire’s orders.”
“Didn’t I see you over at the 3 way rumble blow out last week?” He asked.
The Lumbagan is looking confused. The urge to roar again seems muted.
“Oh I think you do old fella. Sorry to interrupt your guarding and all. But we are fully credentialed to go to Goodenuv island.” Alley said confidently pulling out a wallet and flipping it then putting it away. The Lumbagan is more baffled than before. His two way choppers are working in a nervous way.
“Well okay then, if the big domes say then this way, chums” The voice came out incongruously from a second mouth on the chest back in the forest tangle where the long neck goes.
Capt. Medusa comes over to Oop and asks him in a whisper, “When did you meet this person?”
“Never met him,” he whispered back, “just some psychology and luck. This fellow had more brains than one would expect for a guard monster. I took a chance.”
Lumbaga created by John Keith Laumer for the novel, “Retief’s Ransom”. Haterakans from “Retief & the War Lords”.
2/7/2019 “999” (2009)
While this is going on at the hospital ship the other specimens vanish. Most of the first test subject remains.
“Interesting, somehow the 999 can sense and remove by demilitarization and transference the infected parts of these people. I wonder what their range is through several meters of lead and a Faraday box?” Dr Lectaire asked to no one in particular. He may not find out unless the Amarru or even the Sino-Peruvians did things during all of this.
At the main ARC base the system activates and Henri returns in a battered lorry from the Middle Permian to the Anthropocene the rest of his team are dead or missing. The battle against the voracious and quick horrats plus the local animals killed so many soldiers.
“Hey you, where is everyone?” He asks the floor mopper looking on with a strange facial expression right at him.
The Sixth Voyage: The River of Gems (799 A.D.)
They hear that unnerving chuckling again, not exactly done by a human. Looking through the thorn hedge they saw a nightmare. Really several nightmares and they are weird. They are all pale and at first mistaken for some kind of spiders only they aren’t. They remind them of a horrobly gravid goat with 9 multi-jointed legs ending in scarlet webbed feet. The head is narrow, the ears are tall and narrow. The 3 they see are drinking greedily from the salt encrusted lake. In between they make chuckling sounds that are not funny. They have no suggestion of eyes. Their teeth are small, pointed with a flexible snout like a tapir. They are living abominations.“They are Wamps!”
Henri, Dr Lectaire and Beezlebub created by Wilbur Floppenheimer
Historian Dr Cox & geologist Dr Copperhead with Doc Wonmug in the present.
WAMPS created by Clark Ashton Smith from “The Abominations of Yondo”.
Vince Hamlin’s “Nitro for Napoleon” – Episode 64 (4/4/1947)
Panel 1: Boom, with hands resting on the workbench, “So Napoleon’s gonna crack down on us when he gets his hands on my nitro powder formula?”
Oop, with crossed arms, “Rights… so let’s lam while we’ve still got time!”
Panel 2: Boom, glancing out the open window, “Look! With the artillery tests coming up tomorrow, they’ve got me so surrounded by troops I couldn’t move a step!”
Panel 3: Oop, resting his right hand on the windowsill, “As long as they think they can see you at work, they’re not apt to bother you, are they?”
Boom, “I don’t suppose so… why?”
Panel 4: In front of the open window, a partial uniform is propped up with two two-by-fours. A large can sits on top of the open collar.
You have to remember this is pre 9/11 everyone was pretty trusting.
So bogus !
Trouty always aligned himself with Hoover… just before he vomited on the bar.
I was there! You’re alla buncha jackals.
He was my friend
I decided to let this go for a month before I said anything
A small handful of people have spent several years making daily comments on this page demanding a new creative team
All I can say is: Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it
I love it when a plan comes together! What could go wrong?
Somebody wake me up when this arc ends and a real Alley Oop story starts
Was this pre Hinkley?
Please go back to the original ALLY OOP!!!!!!!
White House security during government shutdown.
Very disappointed. It would be a sign of the times if only people like @Karen345 would like it. So far she has said nothing about it. Just against those of us putting balm out.
Great to see that security at the oval office was so tight.
The “palace guard” made it easy…..that’s ’cause Da Prez is going to do something bad to THEM….for bringing that picture we could see at least part of yesterday……is my imagination overactive on that, or did I perceive a (rather forced, as is the way with these amateur “modern” artist wannabees ) primitive (read: El Rudo el Crudo) depiction of R.R. in “Bedtime For Bonzo”?
GO Comics has apologized but today’s strip has broken the dumb-o-meter. The experienced technical crew is hard at work trying to get it fixed but warn that there could be several more days of absolutely stupid plot advances and idiotic dialogue from once intelligent characters. Artist Jonathan Lemon suggests that inconvenienced readers stop over at his “Rabbits Against Magic” strip where he will ridicule you for not recognizing that the Alley Oop strip is “funnier than ever”.
From what I have been able to gather from the chatter on here, is that the constant grousing about the art and stories is what made Mr. Glynn decide that a new team is needed. If that is the yardstick for failure, I would have to say that this strip has about another year or so to go before another new team is found to carry it forward. The grousing level is at least a magnitude higher that it was a year ago. When the only cheerleaders for the story and art include grade schoolers like Karen345, it’s only a matter of time.
The wilderness is calling…
We still need to give them time. But this course of story telling is the pits. Up level of intellect please.
you know, up till 1865 there was no fence around the White House…you could literally walk right up to the front door and knock on the door and if he was home Mr. Lincoln would answer the door…and every president before him…since then,to this day, only one person has shown up unannounced and not invited to the front gate and gotten in immediately…when Elvis met Nixon…and he walked into the room with a loaded gun, as a gift to the president …funny, two actors, two presidents two pistols