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The entire, final strip of “The Beginning!”
- Strip 2 – The Beginning (ii)
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November14th
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November14th
No CommentsA Sudden Adoption!!! The End (of The Beginning)
Posted in: Comic Strips, Strip 2 - The Beginning (ii)
The final panel from “The Beginning!” – after thinking to himself a while, Gudo decides that the three of them should adopt Tad and bring him up as their own. And he announces it. Rather dramatically.
WITH A BARK OF CONVICTION THAT RANG THROUGH THE WILD
HE ANNOUNCED TO ALL PRESENT…
We shall raise you…
Our Child!!
AND THAT IS THE STORY OF HOW TAD CAME TO DELIVER, UNDER A PARTICULAR LOG, ON THE ZAMBEZI RIVER
A WAY FOR THREE DADS WHO HAD NOTHING TO DO (BUT THINK OF THINGS, SUCK BLOOD OUT OF THINGS AND EAT WILDEBEESTE STEW)
TO PASS ON THEIR KNOWLEDGE, ALL THEY HAD LEARNED IN THIS STATE, TO A YOUNG MIND RECEPTIVE – A COMPLETELY BLANK SLATE!
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November13th
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After explaining all that he thought needed explaining, Gudo had some internal debate regarding Tad’s future prospects…
BUT THAT WAS NEITHER HERE NOR THERE
SINCE TAD WAS HERE, AND WOULDN’T LAST LONG THERE!
THESE FACTS WEREN’T LOST ON THE BROAD-MINDED SIMIAN
… and we need a student, why not an amphibian?!
Someone to pass onto all we have learned!
A proper education, with no stone left unturned!
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November12th
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Tad and Garwe make it upstream to Gudo, who is sitting as usual on his Log. He knew they were coming, and already has an explanation ready about Tad’s recent virgin-birth from the nostril of a sleeping crocodile. Zimbabweans are used to this sort of thing.UPON REACHING THE LOG…
Why, hello there Garwe, I knew you were approaching
… gossip in the Zambezi is worse than the poaching!
I heard all about your immaculate birth, simply poor planning and a lack of self worth!
You see their mum was distracted while spawning her eggs, the place that she chose was simply the dregs
A well known spot where elephant wrange, tigerfish hunt and fish-eagle angle
You cannot blame her in all her excitement for discharging you immediately from your swollen confinement!
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November11th
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Mr. Umhutu departs in a huff, and a bit taken aback , the crocodile and tadpohl head up river… Tad hitching a ride in the mouth of Mr. Garwe.
AFTER THAT STRANGE BOAST, CONVERSATION STALLED
‘TWAS AN UNSETTLING CLAIM FROM A CREATURE SO SMALL!
SO THEY MADE THEIR WAY UPSTREAM (TAD IN CROC’S MOUTH)
WHERE HYGIENE (IT HAS TO BE SAID) HAD GONE SOUTH!
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November10th
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Catching Garwe speaking about him, Umhutu (the afore-mentioned mosquito) is not impressed… he is on his way to something dire, in which he seems to be involved, and continues upon his way…
I heard that O dubious devourer of crud
It’s too early to be dissing me, before my first blood!
The baboon is ruminating, I beg you to chill
I’ll see you both later… I’m off to my kill
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November9th
No CommentsI Know a Guy…
Posted in: Guidance, Strip 2 - The Beginning (ii)
Having lost the stare-out, Mr. Garwe decides to take Tad to see a friend of his who seems to know the answers to complicated life-questions, such as “Is this small creature that seems to have appeared out of my nostril by magic; my son?”…
I still don’t think that I am your father, look at my skin – it’s gnarly… and harder!
… but I know of somebody who can handle our quandary, a sensible chap, sits up in the estuary.
He’ll be on a log, with this mosquito guy – a bug too clever, too verging on sly!
?!!
The afore-mentioned dude (the one without strife) He spends his time thinking… or whatever, on “life”
That’s who we will go to regarding this scrape! He’ll know what to do, that uncommon ape
… but HOW does he tolerate that irksome whine… would insecticide (if it was the organic type) still be a crime?
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November8th
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A stare-out develops between Mr. Garwe and Tad, since Garwe won’t admit his paternalhood, and he’s still a bit confused about the whole situation.
He loses obviously (everybody knows that younger people are far better at stare-outs) and seems a bit worn out by the ordeal.
A STARE-OUT DEVELOPED, A TRIAL OF MIGHT…
HARD CORE EYEBALLING, LASTED ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT!
AT 5 IN THE MORNING, THE CROCODILE BLINKED
Oh $%&#@!
HE CONCEDED
I now need a drink…
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