A new Last Kiss by Tony Isabella & Elite Avni-Sharon!
Original Vintage Art & Text
Transcript:
SCENE: A woman looking up at the sky. On her face are something that looks like tears. Or are they?
CAPTION: Was it a bird? Was it a plane? The answer came with a plop on her face. Within the hour…she bought the widest hat she could find.
1952 Art: Sid Greene Re-Creation: Elite Avni-Sharon
Writer: Tony Isabella
EAS.LK3C
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SCENE: A woman looking up at the sky. On her face are something that looks like tears. Or are they?
CAPTION: Was it a bird? Was it a plane? The answer came with a plop on her face. Within the hour...she bought the widest hat she could find.
1952 Art: Sid Greene Re-Creation: Elite Avni-Sharon
Writer: Tony Isabella
EAS.LK3C
CAPTION: Was it a bird? Was it a plane? The answer came with a plop on her face. Within the hour...she bought the widest hat she could find.
1952 Art: Sid Greene Re-Creation: Elite Avni-Sharon
Writer: Tony Isabella
EAS.LK3C
“Oh Renee! You are wonderful! Not many girls have been willing to stay friends with me since I got decapitated.”
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“Oh Renee! You are wonderful! But you’d be superb if you bumped me up from ‘sister’ to ‘filthy love toy’!”
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“Oh Renee! You are wonderful! But if we were sisters, wouldn’t you be better looking?”
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“Oh Renee! You are wonderful! I think it’s fantastic that a heavy set, over sexed vixen whose command of the English language sounds like a terrible Maurice Chevalier impression has the balls to ask me to just forget about her horribly atrocious behavior and be her sister! Truly, you are like the majestic view of a mountain sunset, assuming the sunset didn’t wear panties and the mountain opened it’s trails to any and all hikers, regardless of the state of their hygiene. Now could you scootch about two feet to the left? You aren’t blocking my sun. I’m just hoping you’ll walk into that low hanging tree branch like the idiot you are. Thanks.”
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What I would like to ask John is: how come you’ve not yet used the first panel of “My Impatient Heart” from that issue of New Romances? I insist you have that butt redrawn, I mean…use that panel for a cartoon.
“Oh Renee! You are wonderful! And I’m sure you won’t regret the surgery…
Hilarious as always, Jams. Thanks!
As for that panel from “Impatient Heart”–well that posterior certainly seems ripe for use. I’ll see what I can do. But—and it’s a big butt, I mean but—Diego is busy with a project for several weeks. So, it may take awhile for the art to be ready.
Tag line from an old joke:
By the time you get back with toilet paper that seagull will be miles away.
Ha!
Jams kills it, as he always does, b-b-b-but…
Are the suggested lines merely alternatives, or — OR!!! — does each one cancel out the previous ones!? If it’s the second, that raises Jams even further esteem in my view. Yes, I look up to him, and — oh, crap! What just plopped on *my* face now!?
Well, you’re pretty darn funny too, Gale. But I agree that Jams is amazing. I will continue to look up to him—as long as I’m wearing a hat for protection!
Thanks Gale. Like John said, your comments crack me up too.
I write them up like that because that’s how Al Jaffee did it whenever he wrote “Snappy Answers for Stupid Questions” in MAD Magazine. So I’m not honestly sure myself.
And so you both know: hats aren’t necessary. The ankle bracelet the State makes me wear beeps if I takes my pants down.
It sounds like a truck backing up. Beep, beep, beep. So you have time to run.
So that was you I heard last night in the alley? Good to know. I’ll run faster next time!