Maggiethecartoonist sent this in.
Per Wikipedia, “Kombucha is a fermented, lightly effervescent, sweetened black tea drink commonly consumed for its purported health benefits. Sometimes the beverage is called kombucha tea to distinguish it from the culture of bacteria and yeast. Juice, spices, fruit or other flavorings are often added.”
Who’s on the other side of this war? Is this one of those Culture Wars that’s been in the news so much lately?
Downpuppy writes:
No idea what it’s about.
Why are the wells slightly different colors? What is the significance?? And look who what is where???
And then look what came along a couple of days later!
Diamond Lil seems to do a pun every day. But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t from time to time pick out some striking ones to recognize.
This OY-Ewww was suggested by Maggiethecartoonist, who points out that the apparent Ewww element is based on a misunderstanding of what happens in what the Romans termed a vomitorium.
Nice, the way the at-first-hidden generalized your makes the whole thing work.
We had marked “Unintended Arlo” but really now, how can that not be meant?
Obligatory pedantic note: I still don’t like to see “invite” as a noun in place of “invitation”!
Betty’s son asks a question, and sure enough farther down my GoComics feed, I find the answer in Big Nate: First Class!
We almost put this Other Coast in tomorrow’s Mothers’ Day collection.
This one probably was the basis for the “word play in general” category.
Sent in by >>Boy-see Ed<<, who says “This one suits me to a tea”.
This next one depends on remembering when Lars von Trier and friends declared the Dogme 95 principles for filmmaking. (And probably does not require remembering the Kevin Smith film Dogma.)
With this December 2011 Brevity, we’re getting a bit into OYs.
And we interrupt our parade of Oldies to drop in a Duffy Lug Nuts on the same theme from current GoComics publication:
A couple OYs from Andréa:
P.S. And then I saw this one on Facebook:
I had to give it a minute to hit.
And in Chicago we call it “wha’s this here sauce?”.
Some of these are somewhat CIDU for me, actually. I’m just guessing “Frankenstein’s Castle” is a thing, and “Vampire Bass” draws a blank.
Since we seem to have a subcategory under Oy for “Literalizing an Idiom”, might as well provide it some examples!
When he dons it, is it part of his gay apparel?
Should this strip have appeared on a Throwback Thursday?
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(This is under the “not really a pun but word play in general” tag.)
Thanks to Andréa for this Bizarro:
I’m sure I’ve seen this joke used before, but not whether that means this is a repeat or just that the joke has occurred to others. A cursory search does find other examples, and tempting as it is to make a whole post out of three or four of them, let’s leave it at that.
From Andréa:
Just a bit corny.
And a little Oy-Ewww on the side.
But it seems to be offering a moment of inspiration, when he discovers … his own name? (Or his pretend / pun name, no difference.)
It finally turns into a sort of techno-era observational-humor consumer complaint about passwords and online support and automated voice response systems. Stuff we all like to complain about, fine.
But to get there we have to follow a confusing sequence of redefinitions of “cordless” and “wireless” – do these parachutes lack the strings/lines joining the canopy to the harness? Is that what makes them cordless? Oh, you mean automatic deployment of some sort so you don’t use a traditional manual “ripcord”. But the online bit (which is what “wireless” seems to mean here) is an utterly implausible development in the sport.
Y’know, it’s almost there! But there’s nothing at all in the scene to relate to the baseball meaning of bunt, let alone the more specialized sacrifice bunt.
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