Dr. Fonebone believed
the world would end
not with a whimper or a
honk, or a dribble,
or a gonk.
Not a fagroon klubble,
or a snip and a snap,
but with a little bit of each
and a final
plop! flabadap.
.
Keep circulating the URL
Dr. Fonebone believed
the world would end
not with a whimper or a
honk, or a dribble,
or a gonk.
Not a fagroon klubble,
or a snip and a snap,
but with a little bit of each
and a final
plop! flabadap.
.
Keep circulating the URL
Thanks to Trefological thinkers, a la Don Martin, Jonathan Winters, George Raymond, et al., it’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad world.
Thank you very much, E Sum.
:D :D :D (As a teenager, I was an avid reader of Mad; much to my parents’ dismay!)
I began reading my uncle’s issues of Mad at about six or seven — secretly, as I wasn’t yet sure I was allowed to. Then one day he caught me reading it and said, “Hey! Keep it!” And I still have it, too — the A Crockwork Lemon issue. Thanks, mm
One day we’ll pass in the wind pssssdfftttt…..
Thanks, Bob!
Ah—a blend of Frostonian and Seussian hypotheses. Well done, Tref, well done.
Thanks, Pam. Much appreciated.
Dr. Fonebone treated my funny bone.But he did it over the phone. (Okay, I need to dial back this type of humor.)
No you do not. Keep ’em coming. Thanks, David.
This is some Suessian snazz-a-frazz
Snazz-a-frazz is exactly right, brother.
Too bad Dr. Fonebone did not live long enough to see the end of the world.
I heard he fell up some stairs. And thanks, Geoff!
This made me florp my drrrrgg.
Thanks for reading, N, old boy.
I bet the Cat in The Hat knows ALL about that! 😄
Indubitably! Thanks, Janny
;>) Ah, that takes me back to my Mad, sniggering youth!
Mad was the best, but I read them all: Crazy, Sick, Cracked, National Lampoon, Plop! — and A LOT of Richie Rich, but that’s another story. Thanks, M.
Flabadab sounds like a tap dance where you flap your arms if they’re flabby. The vibration from a multitude of flabby-armed tap dancers could conceivably cause an enormous, earth-ending earthquake. :)
Haha! I think you may be onto something. Thanks, Nancy.
The idea that creative sparks are just floating around waiting to be caught is such a magical way to look at making art.
I was always more write, write, write, write, write. And thank you, OM, for reading and commenting. Much appreciated.
I always remember FLABADAB incorrectly as the sound of Wonder Woman releasing her bra. That is actually SNAP PLOOBADOOF, of course.
Of course! I remember the panel well. Thanks, E. So nice of you to stop by.
I detected a whiff of Don Adams as well.
If I had a nickel, fw. And thanks!
LOL! Thank you for your amusing poetry – it lightens my day!
Thanks, Freya!
I was looking forward
to the fagroon klubble
so I could hide and dribble
amongst the honking rubble
Loved Don Martin as a kid. I could not wait for MAD to show up at the comic store.
Agreed. It was the greatest day of the month for me. I read each issue a hundred times. Thanks, John!