The Watchtower of Destruction: The Ferrett's Journal - An Inappropriate Punchline
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This gag would have worked with Elly. But all I thought was, "The man works with bleeding gums, impacted wisdom teeth, and the sweet, rotting stench of decaying tissue every day, and this would bother him?"
The man's a dentist, folks. He's accustomed to causing great pain.
And people think HotS is wordy? (Except for Branch) I never have to guess at the words in the HotS bubbles. Of course my eyes are getting older. Don't anyone say bifocals.
Occasionally, for some webcomics, I have to increase the zoom level in my browser a bit (or squint), but I find most of them (including HOTS) legible.
Those blinking eyes still bother me, though.
I think it might be more the fact that she's saving the surgery stuff for during dinner, which will have other, non-medical professionals present.
Clearly, Steve Martin should play John in any live action version of FOOB.
And now you're ruined Little Shop for me.
You would be *astounded* at how many dentists I've met who are in their careers because they don't have the stomach for slicing people open and rummaging around in their abdominal or chest cavities. It would also amaze you at what a blow-by-blow description of 'a night at work with me' does to a dinner party - it's one of my favorite games to play at dull gatherings, actually.
...but I'm a little twisted anyway
I've had some memorable family dinners with my mom when I was younger and she was working as a health assistant in a high school nurse's office. I could have done without hearing about the shop teacher who cut his own ifnger off while eating meatloaf, thankyouverymuch.
|Date:||August 30th, 2007 01:31 pm (UTC)|| |
How do you cut off your own finger while eating meatloaf?
By juggling the carving knife, of course.
|Date:||August 30th, 2007 01:59 pm (UTC)|| |
Misjudge the fork length.
Used the tablesaw to cut his sandwich.
Thank goodness I wasn't drinking anything just now, or that would have been a spit-take right there.
"What he was doing in my pajamas, I'll never know!"
|Date:||August 30th, 2007 01:37 pm (UTC)|| |
My sister is studying parasitology. We don't let her talk at dinner anymore. ;) Between her and the two nurses...
Dentist? I thought he made his living as a engineer for a model train line! :>) Seriously, we see so much of his hobbies and so little of his work I had assumed he had retired.
My grandfather was a dentist who also served in WWII. You want to talk thrilling dinner table conversation...
And my parents still wonder why I got into horror. Yeesh.
It's different, apparently, when you are in charge of the pain and gore, rather than having to imagine it from other people's descriptions. Or something like that.
Also,the random blinky eyes in that strip never fail to creep me out.
|Date:||August 30th, 2007 02:46 pm (UTC)|| |
I didn't feel like the gag was about him being disturbed - rather, the joke is that April doesn't realize how inappropriate a topic this is for dinner conversation (not with her father, but in general).
I work in a vet clinic and also often share my stories at dinner time... what? It's the first time of the day I see everyone gathered together when I get home from work! :-P