It's Mo Monday!

In a neighboring town this weekend we saw this little wooden train bench. We couldn't convince Mo that it wasn't a functional train. He sat there for a good ten minutes making "choo-choo" noises and calling out the stops. And talking about all of the "helpless maidens" likely tied to the tracks that he was gleefully running over.
 

Mo, the most terrifying conductor.

That looks totally natural

We had a staff meeting this week with our recently named interim director. Let's call her Mineola. The meeting was not going well so there weren't many happy faces. Then this interchange happened.

Mineola: Smile, Speck. It's not so bad.

Speck:

Mineola: You look like Sheldon Cooper.

Speck:

This seemed to be exactly what Mineola wanted. Apparently a mad fake smile is better than a natural, neutral expression. Apparently, Tartarus employees must be "happy" all of the time.

ideal Tartarus employees

How did the brains get in there?

It's time once again for Stuff Out of Context! Today's line is:
How many brains can shoot out of your lungs?

8 as long as they're mini, it seems.

 

It's Mo Monday!

We finally had enough of all of Mo's shenanigans. We locked him in a cell and intended to leave in there indefinitely. Then we looked back and saw him moping, leaning against the bars and looking sad. No one with a heart could have left him there. Of course, not ten minutes later he attempted to eat our feet but what else can you expect from a homicidal maniac.
 

We defy you to turn down such a sad face.

There's these things called manners

We bring to you today a conversation overheard between Plague and a patron we'll call Ketchup-Mustard. 

Ketchup-Mustard: Plauge, do you know where the Oz Herald office is on main street?

Plague: Not off hand.

Ketchup-Mustard: Oh. Okay.

Now, any sane person would have ended the conversation here. The patron, while not satisfied, has had her question answered. Of course, we're talking about Plague, here, who is in no way a normal sane person.

Plague: I don't even know where the Oz Herald office is in Oz. How about that. 

Plague, talking to people like that is not okay.

 

Do people throw breadcrumbs after?

It's time once again for Stuff Out of Context! Today's line is:
We were watching the ducks get married.
 

What a lovely couple

It's Mo Monday!

We've finally been having real summer weather here around Tartarus. The kids have been out in force, selling lemonade on the side of the road (we were as surprised as you to discover that they still do that.) Seeing money changing hands, Mo was intrigued. He sees lemonade as a path to getting funding for his plot to take over the world. We see it as a way to keep him occupied and in one place for a full day.
 

Not sure we'd drink his lemonade though.