“The milenary sock did not talk back to me, so I ate it”
I could get to an assilum for saying something like that aloud, but sounds right natural in that place they are.
It’s paradogic how it is a shadow child that sheds a light note over the whole scene.
Not that wombats are *that* dramatic about destiny and all but you know what I mean
Or it wasn’t a sock at all, just something the often confused shadowchild called a a sock…. but given the oddities that go on here, a sock with a shadow isn’t so outlandish.
I think we need to extend the rule to “anything that may be developing into spacefaring civilizations. *shudder* Sounds like the aftermath of the Great Pennsic Bog Flood. Finally found my favorite pair of red suede boots two months later… With a lovely mottled green fur on it.
Interesting. I suppose that’s one argument for not leaving one’s socks to lie about. If one didn’t have a Shadowchild round for protection, they could get dangerous. 😉
Thousand year old dirty laundry? It’s probably just as well that the little bugger has been trained to ask if things can talk before eating them. I would not be surprised if the next strip has Shadowchild explaining that the nearby underwear answered “Yes”, and so got left alone.
Seriously, when everything in my life is stressed out and crappy, this is still good. It makes me laugh, the art is great, and above all the plot and writing are WONDERFUL. Please, never stop writing it. 🙂
The sock… put up a fight? Eww, how disturbing. Oh no, now I’m thinking about those squealing, crawling socks from The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. Yuck. Can’t wait to see what other freaky things they find in that laundry.
Given the Shadowchild’s inability to discern between thinking and unthinking beings, it would perhaps be advisable to advise it to take a somewhat more… “vegetarian” approach?
Not talking about the sock, the issue with the sock just highlights the issue as a whole.
That reminds of a really “eww” joke:
What’s grosser than gross? When you throw your underwear up against the wall and it sticks.
But what’s grosser than that? When you throw your underwear up against the wall and it sticks, then slides down.
But what’s even grosser than that? When you throw your underwear up against the wall and it sticks, then slides, down, then crawls back up.
Ok, the idea of shadowchild eating a socks shadow, to me is totally absurdist and charming. I love it. But it does remind me of that tiny vignette from Married with Children about the aliens stealing Al Bundy’s disgusting socks to fuel their spaceship.
Now there is a panel I would love to see… Shadowchild and a sock locked in combat.
Hmmmm…on occasion, my dishes would probably be very interesting for Shadowchild, too….
Maybe the sock belonged to someone with Shadowfeet? XD (See link.)
*groan* on that one.
“The milenary sock did not talk back to me, so I ate it”
I could get to an assilum for saying something like that aloud, but sounds right natural in that place they are.
It’s paradogic how it is a shadow child that sheds a light note over the whole scene.
Not that wombats are *that* dramatic about destiny and all but you know what I mean
The sock put up a *fight*? Why do I get a bad feeling about this?
I really strongly feel like this is going to end badly.
*very, very badly*
Wonder if the sludge is a pretty darn rotted corpse.
“It put up a fight.” ??? LOL
You know, this could shed light on the infamous disappearing sock mystery.
Did Shadowchild just eat a ghost? Or a destiny?
This may be one of my favorite comics EVER.
Adoooraaable!
Or it wasn’t a sock at all, just something the often confused shadowchild called a a sock…. but given the oddities that go on here, a sock with a shadow isn’t so outlandish.
Putting up a fight: must have been one of those Svankmajer socks…
http://www.awn.com/heaven_and_hell/svank/svank2.htm
(look at Where Socks Go, and the Caterpillar.)
*hurk* that’s kinda gross, Shadowchild, even though I think your description of it was adorable.
I think we need to extend the rule to “anything that may be developing into spacefaring civilizations. *shudder* Sounds like the aftermath of the Great Pennsic Bog Flood. Finally found my favorite pair of red suede boots two months later… With a lovely mottled green fur on it.
I can’t help but find something kind of ominous about this.
Holy Socks Shadochild!
Well, that answers the sock questions from Tuesday….
Interesting. I suppose that’s one argument for not leaving one’s socks to lie about. If one didn’t have a Shadowchild round for protection, they could get dangerous. 😉
I have decided that you desperately need to make shirts out of the last panel from the previous page.
I would totally wear an “I ate a sock!!” shirt. 🙂
Thousand year old dirty laundry? It’s probably just as well that the little bugger has been trained to ask if things can talk before eating them. I would not be surprised if the next strip has Shadowchild explaining that the nearby underwear answered “Yes”, and so got left alone.
(Note to self: do laundry tonight.)
I LOVE THIS WEBCOMIC SO GODDAM MUCH.
Seriously, when everything in my life is stressed out and crappy, this is still good. It makes me laugh, the art is great, and above all the plot and writing are WONDERFUL. Please, never stop writing it. 🙂
The sock… put up a fight? Eww, how disturbing. Oh no, now I’m thinking about those squealing, crawling socks from The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. Yuck. Can’t wait to see what other freaky things they find in that laundry.
Tsukumogami sock souls! I wonder if Shadowchild found them tasty? It just seems that 100+ year old dirty sock soul-shadow wouldn’t taste that good.
Aww…
Given the Shadowchild’s inability to discern between thinking and unthinking beings, it would perhaps be advisable to advise it to take a somewhat more… “vegetarian” approach?
Not talking about the sock, the issue with the sock just highlights the issue as a whole.
Sock it to me!
Perhaps the sock was still being worn…
That reminds of a really “eww” joke:
What’s grosser than gross? When you throw your underwear up against the wall and it sticks.
But what’s grosser than that? When you throw your underwear up against the wall and it sticks, then slides down.
But what’s even grosser than that? When you throw your underwear up against the wall and it sticks, then slides, down, then crawls back up.
XD
And then you eat it?
Maybe this answers the question to where our missing socks from the laundry go.
“Jessica says:
June 18, 2009 at 2:28 pm
I have decided that you desperately need to make shirts out of the last panel from the previous page.
I would totally wear an “I ate a sock!!” shirt. 🙂 ”
Jessica, I think that’s a great idea, but I’d want the first two panels of THIS page on the back of the shirt!
I would wear that shirt too!!!
Ok, the idea of shadowchild eating a socks shadow, to me is totally absurdist and charming. I love it. But it does remind me of that tiny vignette from Married with Children about the aliens stealing Al Bundy’s disgusting socks to fuel their spaceship.
Ha. Betcha the Shadowchild could live for weeks off of my “laundry” basket. O_<