BRAINPAN LEAKAGE

Hamster Month Continues on Brainpan Leakage…

Image Copyright © M. R. Sellars – Phyllis had a son who happened to be an extremely cool kid. He’s probably all grown up now – in fact, chronologically, he most certainly is, because back then he was about the same age as my own offspring is now. At any rate, he and some friends from school had formed themselves a band, and called themselves “NERPH”. The truth is, they really couldn’t play the instruments all that well, and none of them had any real musical experience, but they beat and strummed anyway, while singing parodies of popular songs. As I am given to understand, the lyrics captioned in the picture were a parody of a Pearl Jam song titled Animal. Their version – which also became the name of their fictional debut album – was titled, Urinal. The sum of the lyrics that were ever relayed to me are for the most part depicted above. “I’m like a bomb, I gotta lit fuse, I gotta pee…”

I later found out that Phyllis’s son was ecstatic over this particular toon and kept a copy of it tacked on his wall for quite some time. I’m sure he’s forgotten about it now, but hey, it still exists and it entertained him at the time.

More to come…

Murv

Hamster Month continues on Brainpan Leakage…

Image Copyright © M. R. Sellars – Phyllis and I had our own set of catch phrases – some of them cliche, some not so much cliche – that we tossed around. Sometimes, we could send each other into fits of hysterics with a well timed, “Eat your broccoli, goddammit!” and nothing more. Of course, among the cliche phrases was the old standby, “running with scissors”… To us, this was like code for bucking the system. And so, one day when I felt a bit anti-establishment, so did Merp. Next thing you know, scissors were in play, cats and dogs were getting along, and anarchy broke out all over the place…

More to come…

Murv