@L.L: Alternative version of the old joke – ‘I admit it, I really can’t hold my beer.’
@GSSxn: The barmaid usually leaves a large bucket under his barstool, waste not want not. A word to the wise – if you go there the following day, don’t order what he’s been drinking.
A mix-up at the printer’s office…
The novel THE DRUNKEN UNDEAD a.k.a. A BEER BEFORE THE GRAVE, released on the same date, hilariously had a domed futuristic megacity on its cover.
Great posts and ripostes today—GSS all around! My only thought is, what’s up with the foreshortening on his right arm? It’s more bizarre than the viscera.
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September 21st, 2020 at 4:41 am
More like “No face”.
How the heck did the various soft tissues end up still attached, and so randomly? And what ARE those circles on the chest?
What’s on the table? How annoyed will the barmaid be when she has to clean up the beer and popcorn he tries to consume?
September 21st, 2020 at 5:59 am
GSSxn: As in the old joke: Skeleton walks into a bar. Bartender says “What’ll you have?” Skeleton” ” A large beer and a mop please”.
September 21st, 2020 at 9:45 am
Is there a draught in here?
September 21st, 2020 at 12:11 pm
“Another little drink, another little drink, Another little drink wouldn’t do us any harm”
September 21st, 2020 at 1:28 pm
@THX 1139: ‘This wind goes right through me!’
@L.L: Alternative version of the old joke – ‘I admit it, I really can’t hold my beer.’
@GSSxn: The barmaid usually leaves a large bucket under his barstool, waste not want not. A word to the wise – if you go there the following day, don’t order what he’s been drinking.
September 21st, 2020 at 1:32 pm
“Do you serve spirits?”
September 21st, 2020 at 2:21 pm
When you order a craft beer and find out it is 9% ABV.
@THX#6 I think the zombie just groaned.
September 21st, 2020 at 2:44 pm
Should be in a tiki bar drinking a Zombie.
September 21st, 2020 at 3:07 pm
“In a complete volte-face, zombies decide they prefer beer to brains.”
September 21st, 2020 at 4:40 pm
“Here’s eye in your mud!”
September 21st, 2020 at 4:44 pm
“Shut up, liver. You’re fine.”
September 21st, 2020 at 8:11 pm
A mix-up at the printer’s office…
The novel THE DRUNKEN UNDEAD a.k.a. A BEER BEFORE THE GRAVE, released on the same date, hilariously had a domed futuristic megacity on its cover.
September 21st, 2020 at 8:30 pm
Unlike many other “themed” bars, this one has real atmosphere. (A particularly thick and fetid one, at that).
GSS ex-noob: I’d venture his organs are well-pickled at this point. As to their placement, I’m unsure: crazy glue?
September 21st, 2020 at 9:21 pm
John Barleycorn Must Die
September 22nd, 2020 at 12:39 am
@Jane: Looks like he did. So the sequel song is “John Barleycorn Must Hang Around the Pub”?
*throws stale popcorn @THX*
Depending on how attached or not his neck vertebrae and skull are, he might be able to actually do a volteface.
September 22nd, 2020 at 1:47 am
But John always comes back next year.
(Perhaps that explains the odd pattern of decay: he’s not decomposing, he’s regenerating.)
September 22nd, 2020 at 5:31 am
Great posts and ripostes today—GSS all around! My only thought is, what’s up with the foreshortening on his right arm? It’s more bizarre than the viscera.