I’ve had this cartoon for more than 20 years. Way before The Oatmeal, way before xkcd.com. I have no idea where it came from, but it’s a masterpiece.
It speaks to me on a profoundly deep and meaningful level.
Absolutely a simple misunderstanding! Meanwhile, bring on the next post.
Misunderstandings happen, right, Frank? What can you do?
That’s what makes it so funny!
bwahahahhahahaha…uh oh that cartoon let some evil out. very funny.
Hello, chubbymermaid! Welcome! Isn’t that a great cartoon? It really resonates with me. And you too, obviously. 😉
Stop being so wordy. You don’t have to ramble on that way all the time.
Oh dear. Then you must not like any of my comments or posts. My friend commented that he enjoyed my choice diction and verbosity…
Nonsense! Meizac and I go way back—I’m just busting her chops. Talk away, Vyvy!
Haha, why thanks!
You’re such a romantic.
It’s true. It’s warm fuzzy sentiments like the ones expressed in this cartoon that melt my cold, cold heart.
Nice! I usually don’t wait for them to start talking.
I just figure they were going to ask for that anyway…
That’s good thinking, Guap. I should just start stabbing away. I learn so much from you.
Moral: Spend $30 and get a cheap watch.
It’s just safer for all involved, Carl.
You had an analogue meeting?
Ha! This made me LOL, TAE.
‘Tis only true…glad to have made ya LOL though, analogously I hope.
Consider this my digital representation of my analog laughing! 😀
Man to wife as they sit at the dining table:
“You’ve ruined my life you blood-sucking shrew … Oh, I’m sorry. I meant, would you please pass the salt.”
BTW. Love the Oatmeal 🙂
I love that one! I’ll have to share it with Mr. Weebles—I suspect he’ll relate to it. 😉
Yeah…I see what you mean….
Right? It’s so easy to make that sort of mistake sometimes.
I hope you’re not holding an umbrella during our outing to watch all the women you flip off magically gain ten pounds. I feel a Kevlar Christmas present coming on…..
You would be completely safe, I assure you, Poly. 😀
😀 Good to know!!
The first time I saw that on your fridge I knew I had better be on my toes around you.
And not just because you might stab me repeatedly because of a simple misunderstanding. Because you’re so damn funny.
AWWW! Just for that I’ll put my umbrella away tonight.
Hilarious and disturbing on so many levels. Yet another insight into your sense of humor and mine. Many years ago, a dear friend said: “Humor is one of the highest forms of intelligence.” Thanks for making me laugh, Weebs.
My pleasure, Cathy—I love that your sense of humor is twisted too. 🙂
That is so funny, but I’m a little worried about you. Have you considered anger management?
You know, it’s funny that you should mention this, Robin. Someone suggested that I go to anger management. I went to one meeting, but they only had decaf coffee and IT REALLY PISSED ME OFF. So I didn’t go back.
That cartoon really speaks to me! The message is crystal-clear and I will model my life on that message!
It’s like the cartoonist was looking right into our souls, right, Bennie??
I could so relate to this cartoon. I get stabby all the time.
You and I will have to hang out one day and wield our umbrellas at people.
Sounds like a plan.
What’s the misunderstanding? Isn’t that what you do to people without a watch?
Oh, my soul brother. I heart you.
And it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. It’s a wonderful feeling.
He kept a smile throughout the killing. That’s all you can really ask for.
I know a comedian whose first joke every time I saw him, probably for the last 25 years even, was “Quick impression of a New Yorker asking for privacy….HELP!!!!” Then he stands there and it takes a little time to sink in how sad yet true that statement is.
Service with a smile, that’s the way to go. As for the yelling “HELP!” thing, well, hey, we’re just respecting the need for space in this crowded city. It’s important to honor someone’s right to be murdered without interference.
Stab first, before questions are answered.
That’s my policy too. It’s just good sense.
If I had known stick figures were acceptable in cartoons, I could have been a cartoonist.
Some of the best cartoon strips I’ve ever seen have been little more than stick figures! But I can’t even draw those well. Sigh.
Well, I never said I could draw them well, but I could at least approximate. 😉
This explains where so many of my social interactions have gone wrong. Oh well; everyone can use a good umbrella stabbing now and again.
It certainly explains a lot of mine, RG. And I’ve ruined more umbrellas this way…
It’s sad isn’t it? A good umbrella is hard to find.
Hahaha … love it! It’s the simple questions that will get you killed.
It is, Maddie. To be fair, I don’t mind if someone asks me the time. But I DO mind if someone says, “Excuse me, what street is this?” when they could look UP and check out the sign for themselves! Bah.
oops sorry, I’m hard of hearing…
Looking forward to the next post.
Sometimes you just can’t hear what people are saying, it’s very easy to make these mistakes, Leo. I’m glad you understand this.
Love that comic. Totally fits the way I interact with the world (at least the way I do it in my head. Okay so not stabbing with an umbrella but there is certainly plenty of gratuitous eyeball-gouging.)
Don’t hate me or put the hex on me my fair Madame, but I have nominated you for a Beautiful Blogger Award. Your “Fuck You” rants are just too damn good. 😉
I wonder how many people you and I have gratuitously gouged in the eyes, nekkid. We’ve probably blinded a LOT of people by now. High five! And thank you so much for the award—I’m due for another good Fuck You rant soon, so thanks for the reminder!
LOL I bet if we wanted Madame, we could host our own weekend retreat on the Art of Eyeball Gouging. I’ll bring the bacon rolls! 😉
I think I’m over due for a Fuck You rant too…
I thought you had thought up that cartoon!!! No matter how many times I see it, it makes me fall on the floor laughing. Also makes me think of you.
Noooo, I’m not clever enough to have thought that up. I’m not even sure where I found it, it was one of those cartoons that got photocopied a million times at work and I loved it immediately.
I’m wearing a watch from now on.
Looking forward to tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow!
You, my dear, would be safe, no umbrellas for you.
Thank you Weebs. Fear of umbrellas must be a phobia that stems from just such an incident.
Po-tay-to; Po-tahto… It’s just semantics, really.
See, I KNEW you would get this, Diane.
That is genius, this is my perfect humour, I love it.
I will have to go on a mission to discover its origins, it has set the bar and got there long before other stick cartoons if it’s 20 years old.
If you find out, let me know!! I have no idea where it came from, other than from Planet AWESOME. It’s definitely at least 20 years old. Groundbreaking, for sure.
I was scouring the web trying all kinds of search criteria to no avail. There is a genius cartoonist out there not getting the plaudits they deserve.
That’s a shame. I wonder who he/she is. Whoever it is, I hope we can find this genius sometime.
I understand this. Only for me it would be sitting at a business luncheon table of 8-10 people who are strangers and the unknown person next to me stabs me with their fork when I only wanted to shake hands and say hello.
Oh, that’s not cool. Stab them back!!!
Good one, Weebs! You can’t trust a smiling guy with an umbrella.
You really can’t. But to be fair, I can’t blame him. I feel that way all the time.
You feel like the guy with the umbrella? I feel like the other guy 🙂
I love this too, Weebles. Umbrellas can be so hazardous.
It’s so true, Kate. Danger can come from anywhere, really.
I needed this today. Thanks.
Happy to oblige! I hope your day has gone well, Shans.
I managed not to turn to my umbrella… so I guess it was a success!
This is precisely why I have knelt at your Alter and prayed for admittance into your circle.
“if I can’t have you….I don’t want nobody baby”
You’ve been such a good and patient disciple, RR. You shall have admittance into the circle soon, I’m sure. And I won’t even stab you with an umbrella.
Not even just a couple of friendly, between-major-organ stabs?
You’re into that sort of thing, eh? I knew I liked you.
I am surprised that you didn’t create it! 😉 Love it.
Man, I wish I had. Isn’t it the best? And 20 years ago, you didn’t see stuff like this. I saved the photocopy all this time. It’s in such ratty shape now that after I scanned it I had to clean it up a little. Important documents require proper preservation, you know.
create it? why look backward, look forward. You can turn that pos outdated black/white image to full vibrant 1080p color 🙂 If you really want to impress, maybe redo it so you need to wear one of those goofy 3d glasses and have the whole stabbing animation with blood and gore everywhere. Forward thinking and make it your own, right? lol
Man, am I glad you’re back, Chris—your suggestion is GENIUS!
gee, I feel so special now.lol
I did not know of The Parking Lot Is Full, but thanks to you, I do now, and have been enjoying it immensely!
Note to self—never ask Madame W what time it is!
Oh, not to worry, JM, you can ask me anytime. I don’t umbrella-stab people I like!
Yes… I can feel the pain subsiding already. Thanks Weebs.
Isn’t that better now? Just thinking of gratuitiously stabbing people with an umbrella. That always makes me feel better. It’s my happy place.
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LOVE THIS, Honie. A list of everything you need. The only things you need, really.
Clearly it was his tone that caused the misunderstanding. You have to be so careful about tone, at least that’s what someone on Facebook told me this morning.
It’s so hard to know how to interpret tone sometimes, artsi. It’s so subjective. One person might think they’re using a pleasant, benign tone to ask for the time, while the other person might take it as an invitation to stab someone with an umbrella. Such a delicate balance you have to strike.
LOL – The cartoon reminded me of Steve Martin bit from back in the day when I listened to him on records (back in the dark ages) it went something like this – I was with my girlfriend at a party and she kept telling me she was ready to leave. I wanted to stay, but she kept asking. I went out to my truck and got my shotgun and shot her – tore her right in half. Sometimes I blame myself for her death…
I remember that bit! His stand-up really was good stuff.
It really was – I miss his pre movie work
ha ha — I am wordier than meizac
You really are, LouAnn. Shush already, will ya?
I used to pass notes a lot in school
I did too. 🙂
Love it. 🙂
I’m glad you like it, Mistress!
Excellent snark from back in the day Weebles! You may not have created it, but you are The One that’s keeping it alive. If only who did create it knew that, that would probably blow what’s left of his or her’s mind.
I hadn’t thought of it that way, but you’re right. I hope the creator is alive and well and still generating good snark. Good to see you blogging again, V!
The reason this comic is so good is because we’ve all been that guy stabbed with the umbrella before. Classic mistake.
We’ve all been that guy, and many of us have been the guy with the umbrella at times too…
“You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella ella, ay ay ay)”
As long as you bring your watch and don’t mind the occasional violent blood spatter.
That’s gotta be the pointiest umbrella (ella ella) eva. Too funny.
I’m having the point of my umbrella sharpened as we speak.
This perfectly describes an ex and I.
Me: Please be nice to me.
Him: Gonna treat you like shit!
That sounds like ALL of my exes, actually. Fuckers.
I think he missed a spot.
I guess in his rage, he wasn’t really thinking methodically.
lmao – that cartoon is so deliciously sick!
Isn’t it? I’m glad you liked it, Meeka!
I LOVE ‘oops’ humour. 😀
Would anyone else like to see The Umbrellas of Cherbourg remade by Quentin Tarantino?
That is one hell of a misunderstanding!
I’ve seen a few variations of this cartoon, but it is a good one.
There is no time for the wicked 🙂 lol xxx
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