Nov 18
JuanPaul Comments: Great example of why you should cover your mouth when you yawn. It only takes a second for adventurers to wander in.
Published 1985
JuanPaul Comments: Great example of why you should cover your mouth when you yawn. It only takes a second for adventurers to wander in.
Published 1985
November 18th, 2015 at 9:56 am
Oh, now he regrets not getting the winter flu jab.
November 18th, 2015 at 11:55 am
A magical, mirthful, mischievous mashup of man and maid and munchkin, motes of multicoloured mist, megalith mouth miggie moo moodle MAKE IT STOP!
November 18th, 2015 at 2:17 pm
Drawn by the Head Cover Artist!
November 18th, 2015 at 2:49 pm
“Author of Bronwyn’s Bane . . .”
Other Books in the Series:
Arnwyn’s Aim
Cronwyn’s Crane
Dronwyn’s Drain
Ernwyn’s Wane
Fernwyn’s Feign
Gerwyn’s Gain
Hermwyn’s Haint
Irwyn’s Wart
Jerwyn’s Jain
Kerwyn’s Cane
Lernwyn’s Lane
Merwyn’s Mane
etc.
November 18th, 2015 at 3:55 pm
That reminds me. I forgot to floss this morning.
November 18th, 2015 at 3:58 pm
The premiere of ‘Face of Evil: On Ice’ was going well until fireworks caused the giant ice sculpture of Tom Baker’s head to start melting.
November 18th, 2015 at 4:08 pm
@Perry: Tom Baker? That’s Bruce Boxleitner. And those aren’t Tesh. If anything it looks like a freaky remake of Holman Hunt’s ‘The Last of England’.
November 18th, 2015 at 4:15 pm
Big head is the big bad and is supposed to look exactly like our dashing hero. Or not, depending on the skill of the artist.
November 18th, 2015 at 4:49 pm
They don’t look like they’re climbing into Ice Giant’s mouth; they look like they’re escaping him. In which case, to whatever wizard is blasting at Ice Giant – thank you for assisting these two in their escape.
November 18th, 2015 at 4:51 pm
@Perry Armstrong and @Tat Wood: brilliant.
November 18th, 2015 at 6:52 pm
Are those her pigtails or is she cradling some giant baby insect with oversized antennae in those swaddling clothes?
November 18th, 2015 at 7:10 pm
“In the name of Big Giant Head, I christen thee… Rainbow Rayce.”
“Let’s go, baby. We’ll find a better priest.”
“Stop right there or I’ll christen him… her… whatever, with blood.”
@B.Chiclitz: Surely, that’s Irwyn’s Irk. Or Irwyn’s Insane.
What about the rest? How about:
Norwyn’s Name
Orwyn’s Own
Pervwan’s Pain
Querwyn’s Quoin
Rearwyn’s Rain
Serwyn’s Sane
Torwyn’s Taint
Verwyn’s Vain
Werwyn’s Wain
etc.
November 18th, 2015 at 7:18 pm
I see Arthur Frayn is up to his old tricks.
November 18th, 2015 at 7:30 pm
@anon—thank you for extending the list. I believe “Torwyn’s Taint” was first published by Grove Press.
November 18th, 2015 at 8:45 pm
THE CHRISTENING QUEST
=
QUEER SHITTING STENCH
and
THIS STRETCHING QUEEN
No further comment.
November 18th, 2015 at 11:01 pm
‘A prince handsome enough to attract the attention of the love smitten pink and purple dragon offspring of the torch singing wyrm and her mate should have prevented the kidnapping and tracks the perpetrators through many perils, meeting a number of foes including the skunk streaked villainess Effluvia, until he comes to where the gypsies and the baby have arrived for the baby’s gypsy christening–the crystal caverns.’
So what I gather is…the cover art could have been much, much worse.
November 19th, 2015 at 10:07 am
Is that a golden elongated arm coming out of the giant mouth??
November 19th, 2015 at 10:07 am
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA….”
November 19th, 2015 at 10:08 am
Five minutes later, on the same spot:
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAA…”
November 20th, 2015 at 1:52 am
‘May God’s gift and blessings be upon this child…what is to be the name?’
‘Prostho! Prostho Plus.’
‘The servant of God Prostho Plus is baptised! in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the holy shit, what is that ginormous head doing there?’
November 20th, 2015 at 9:36 am
“The torch singing wyrm and her mate”
Since the play TORCH SONG TRILOGY is, ah, not entirely heterosexual, one has to wonder if this is a code word for something.
November 20th, 2015 at 7:43 pm
@David Cowie—“The torch singing wyrm and her mate”
Hmmmmmmmmmm . . . . scans like the first line of a limerick . . . .
The torch singing wyrm and her mate
Would often sneak off on a date
And they christened their quest
Doing what they liked best
And just scissored away, till quite late.
November 20th, 2015 at 8:14 pm
Are those rainbow space boogers?
November 23rd, 2015 at 8:57 am
“And there, in the midst of the Enchanted Lake of Avalon, lay the place that Merlin had foretold — The Drowning Giant Who Vomits People…”