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I'll mail a check for $100 to anyone can tell me with 90% accuracy what is going on in this picture.Offer not valid. Act quickly!
posted by Jim Woodring at 11:12 AM
Saturday, May 02, 2009
I'll mail a check for $100 to anyone can tell me with 90% accuracy what is going on in this picture.Offer not valid. Act quickly!
About Me
- Name: Jim Woodring
- Location: Seattle, Washington, United States
I was born in the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains in Southern California and enjoyed an exciting childhood full of poetry and paroniria among the snakes, rats and tarantulas of that enchanted realm. I eventually grew into an inquisitive bearlike man who has had three exciting careers; garbage collector, merry-go-round-operator and cartoonist. Some of my work is collected in THE BOOK OF JIM, THE FRANK BOOK and SEEING THINGS (all published by Fantagraphics) and in various toys, fabrics, prints and urban legends. Thank you for your interest.
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- THE SPIRIT OF CATASTROPHE
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- A RESPITE
- FACT AND FANCY
- WEATHERCRAFT: MOOD MUSIC
- THE PERIPHERAL MOLESKINE
28 Comments:
Extracting an elongated earwig?
jim, i'm sad to say that tender (?) manhog is desperately pulling at a parasite that has lodged quite firmly in his throat. it is setting off his gag reflex and he is puking small amounts, as he has been for several hours. if he is not careful (and when has he ever been careful?) the parasite will break off rather than release its grip, and the footy grabbing end will remain, rotting in his throat for some time, slushing up his throat sounds and worsening his breath like it makes a difference. moreover, the eggs have been laid. again, sorry to have to tell you, but i could use the money.
Men, the real story is what is happening inside. No eggs, no earwig. Remember: offer not valid.
Percolating the flu?
Dude's hungry, is trying to eat the worm, worm doesn't want to go gently into the night.
Manhog paying his alimony?
Manhog is extracting a tapeworm?
That's all I get. Waiting for the real answer.
What's Manhog up to?
It seems he got so excited over his tasty luncheon morsels of giant bug, he forgot to chew before he swallowed! You know better than that Manhog!
The clenching pain in his gullet might be excruciating, but he knows what to do! One of those bug legs should do nicely to dislodge that errant bolus!
Snap! Off of the carapace it comes! And there he goes, plunging it down his throat! Look at him go!
You're a lesson for us all, Manhog!
That's a Jira Manhog's pulling outta there.
Maybe he suffered a pang of conscience, and is determined to extirpate its physical manifestation.
Manhog, overwhelmed by nostalgia, is pulling out his carefully stored childhood skipping rope, in the hope of returning to a life of jumping and counting and no evil thoughts.
Manhog has discovered that his inner angel is not valid. He tries to extract it, as no soul is better than a flawed soul. But silly manhog. He can never do it with physical strength.
Manhog, driven by a sudden desire for inner purity, is conducting a rough-and-ready intestinal scrub with the aid of a long-handled toilet brush found growing in a swamp.
What will the result of all this be? Will Manhog's interior be rendered sparkly and new, resulting in his ascent to a higher zone of spiritual life, or will he just end up with a coarse, painful hairball? I don't know, but I hope it works out better than that time with the silver paint. . .
Manhog is making soup in his stomach.
Manhog has swallowed a tadpole child and Frank has "volunteered" to climb down Manhog's throat to retrieve it.
Manhog is now trying to retrieve Frank, but has gotten hold of the wrong thing. And the wrong thing has spikes that open up like an umbrella.
He's been like this for hours. Why can't he move?
Well, when a man and a woman love each other very much... you know the rest.
It is perfectly clear. Manhog is cultivating his palate.
Thanks for the "material", suckers!
Hmmm... I remember my friend saying you could LURE a tapeworm out by squatting over a cup of MILK. WWMD? (What Would Manhog Do?) Well, he's an at-first-blush kind of guy, and he's quick to anger. Something WAS bothering him, so he CONSUMED it. But he can't digest it, so he can't CRAP it out, so now he's trying to PULL instead of PUSH. I think he'll have to calm down before he sorts it out. That happened to me once; sunburnt my back so badly that when I got excited it flared up like a trillion little hot needles, which got me MORE excited and on and on until I had to put myslef into a strange trance to stop the cycle. But I'm not sure Manhog does trances. He'll just get tired and fall asleep, but that might work too.
"Thanks for the "material", suckers!"haa!
outrageous
Duped again...
It did occur to me that this could be a trick question, in that maybe the real action is going on inside the hill in the background. Jim, have you ever considered what events, unknown even to you, might be going on in the background (or just outside the margins) of your stories?
All I can say is ouch and ick! Great sketch, though.
swallowed pride; had change of heart.
Om indeed
Let’s see…Manhog is obviously covered in menstrual waste, so I can only assume that he jumped into a pool to swallow a fish…except, it was a pool that dozens of women had menstruated into, and it wasn’t a fish, but a still-twitching miscarriage. Feeling the creature spasm in his distended stomach, Manhog tried to lure it out with a handy lute. Yet, when the convulsing fetus brushed against the strings, Manhog realized (perhaps for the first time) the beauty of a C# chord.
Jim, It's obvious Manhog is brushing his small intestine. Pat Ford
Manhog saw a quickly-moving vision of wealth and comfort, a billboard on wheels that Whim is pulling to lure the creature along. Manhog chased after it and Whim ran faster until pulling the billboard right off a cliff. Unquestioning, Manhog lept after it. Whim swam behind a cloud and vanished, the billboard crashed and shattered into the shallow cesspool at the base of the cliff, and Manhog hit the filth. In his self-rage at being so tricked, he is now trying to pull out his own sense of want.
It's stuck.
He's squirting slug juice to alleviate intestinal ailments.
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