Sunday, March 30, 2025

Prodigious Blast?

Brutus is standing at a podium, clearly giving a speech somewhere. I don't know why. Why would he win an award? Anyway, he holds up some pieces of paper. "I have a prepared speech written for this occasion, but if you'll permit me, I'd like to put it away and ad lib off the top of my head!" He throws the papers behind him and they scatter on the stage. Brutus then spends the next five panels thinking of something to say. He finally just picks the papers back up. "I have a prepared speech written for this occasion..." he begins.
December 21, 1986
I've never had to give a speech before. I know me, and I know I wouldn't like it. The closest I've come is I had to give a little speech to run for sheriff of this fake city my class took a field trip to in middle school. I was not elected sheriff, but instead was hired as a meter reader. My speech trying to garner votes of my fellow classmates clearly did not resonate.

I spent hours on my speech and read it. I didn't leave it up to ad-libbing because all that gets me is a panic attack.

The Weasels are so bad, the coach doesn't even bring a second ball to practice. Also, the coach just lost $8 because of Wilberforce.

Maybe the ball rolled into a alternate realm of fantastical creatures?





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