299 – Okkapus

299 – Okkapus

True story.

Strip 3oo is this Friday. How am I gonna beat the Caramelldansen or the cake? Only time will tell.

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Discussion (8)¬

  1. MrGBH says:

    Yo know the very best thing about nephews? You can give them back when you get tired.

  2. Ver says:

    Ah, that story always makes me giggle. Thanks for the comic of it. ^_^

  3. Paracelsus says:

    My nephew is still much too young for such cute hijinxes. But I am very proud of my niece, who said “kill! Kill them all!” and then did the most cute evil laugh I’ve ever heard. BTW, she was talking about ants. She’s gonna grow up to be so evil! *sniffle* I’m so proud.
    Evilly yours,

  4. Nash says:

    I’ve found that this story is often enhanced by my covering my own face with my hand when I get to the part about my nephew smothering his face with his stuffed octopus. This comic caused me to send several people into fits of laughter today as I told them the whole story.

  5. Agentomega says:

    I dunno… Animated Caramelldansen and Recursive Cake pretty much take the… well, cake.

  6. reynard61 says:

    You could always do the ol’ “This. Is. ENJUHNEER!!!” thing. (It’s not as if it hasn’t been done to death anyway, so what’s one more time?)

  7. Joseph says:

    I don’t have any nephews or nieces, but I do have a couple cute baby-sitting stories. This one is probably the funniest:

    The family I baby-sat for has an impressive home entertainment system (which has, as far as I know, not once suffered significant damage at the hands of either of the two young children there). Included in this system are two massive speakers (I’d call them subwoofers, but that conveys an image of something about half the width and a third the height of these) one of which is lying on its side, presumably so that it can’t be tipped over.

    One day as I was over there, the older of the two kids decided he wanted to see what was behind this speaker. It was almost as tall as him, but he still climbed up easily. He pulled himself on just far enough that he could reach down the back, and he started looking around.

    He found the power switch, and he flipped it. Then he flipped it again. And again.

    I came over to ask what he was trying to do, and he answered: “I fix it,” continuing to flip the switch over and over.

    “I fix it.” Click, click, click. “I fix it, I fix it.” Click, click, click, click…

  8. Smee says:

    Text Adventure! Wait, no… Everyone doing the Johnny Bravo dance!