Housepets!

Hlaoroo wrote:You're teasing us, Huk. I'm beginning to think we'll never find out what that machine does.
But hey, at least the squirrels have a jukebox. And there are worse songs it could be playing... I think...

Welsh Halfwit wrote:Every evil plan has a rogue button...

Cesco wrote:Freddy has a remove control, but it can't be the one for the machine if Sammy and Sheldon didn't made one.

Saturn381 wrote:Could Sheldon & Sammy be working for Diss?

Hlaoroo wrote:You're teasing us, Huk. I'm beginning to think we'll never find out what that machine does.
But hey, at least the squirrels have a jukebox. And there are worse songs it could be playing... I think...

Drake wrote:

Hlaoroo wrote:You're teasing us, Huk. I'm beginning to think we'll never find out what that machine does.
But hey, at least the squirrels have a jukebox. And there are worse songs it could be playing... I think...

He wouldn't be the first. There is another webcomic that teases a character. The author has done it for roughly two years. I am not sure if the character has been revealed yet.

Hlaoroo wrote:You're teasing us, Huk. I'm beginning to think we'll never find out what that machine does.
But hey, at least the squirrels have a jukebox. And there are worse songs it could be playing... I think...

Hukley wrote:I do? But I even told you one of its function... it makes nice music
And it even have other functions like sdfsdgfadsgzhwae (oh no... my cat walked on the keyboard again )

Hukley wrote:

Welsh Halfwit wrote:Freddie BondFox in Squirrelfall?

Hlaoroo wrote:With Mort Silva as the villain, the mysterious B to give him gadgets and siMon to give him missions?

Heh, that sounds like an awesome spin-off

Welsh Halfwit wrote:
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The wind blows almost as much as my situation. I'm in a gateaux... I mean châteaux high in the Swiss Alps facing down my latest nemesis with his base about to blow as he points a gun at me and demands to know what a Fox is doing in a suit. SiMon can't blame me for this one; he knows I get shivers and, like any agent, I'm better stirred to action than shaking in my boots. Which reminds me - next time, wear boots. Doctor Noah here was looking to flood the world via a series of lasers that cost more than half the worlds GDP. He should have just sold them back and flooded the world with cash but no, he had to go the aquatic route. Typical nut. He's even monologued about how the world would be better with him in charge. Gotta admit, a maniac who wastes lives with abandon and admits his insanity would make a bit of a change and a leader from a country whose number one export is skiing is hard to argue with but he's had his henchmouse, Mort de jour, try to kill me twice in a week and tried to poison me with arsenic in a chocolate caramel and, you know what? That really sets you against a fellow.

Against the Juliette balcony now, overlooking a whacking great drop that I can't even hear any yodelling, and he's still threatening me and asking me what I think about the fact I'm going to die. Or, as he put it, "what does the Fox say about that?". I grit my teeth and jump. Backwards. Over the balcony as he fires and misses. Why am I wearing a jacket? Because B, love her inventing cotton socks, couldn't put a parachute in a belt. I hope the knowledge satisfies Noah in the ten seconds bef... Oh. It went up early. As chunks of Gargoyle, stone and, bizarrely, a bronze medal from a Winter Olympics rain down around my coatachute I think I need a word with my associate, Miss Kitty Golitely, about that timer...

The day passes with the inevitable regularity of a London Bus – slow and getting later – and it's evening before I enter the headquarters of MI-10 and greet Miss Angiepenny. She's a weird one, Miss Angiepenny – Angie for short – and it strikes me again as I enter her office. She's quite attractive for a human female but she never seems to be able to attract a mate. Are they blind, dumb or scared of her ability to cripple them with one hand and destroy their tastebuds with an Omlette? Still, she thinks I'm cute and she's one of the only people I allow to scratch me behind the ears. But there's no time for such frivolities today. I was called. Which doesn't fill me with optimism. It's in my contract that I'm allowed a day off after every death defying mission. It can't be good.

I'm buzzed in and enter the presence of SiMon. The controller. The head honcho. The enemy of razor blades everywhere. They've never achieved victory over this human's chin fur. And they never will. “Ah, BondFox,” he says, “there you are. We have a situation.”

“I gathered that, bud. What's the trouble today?”

“The worlds supply of Nuts is vanishing.”

I blinked. “Pardon, sir?”

“The world supply of nuts is vanishing. Hazelnuts, Acorns, hickory and Chestnuts especially.”

I ran that over in my head, backed the vehicle of choice up and ran over it again. This had to be the work of... “This has to be the work of the Strategic Quorum to Unite Independent Red and Rebel Enclosed Legions,” I say.

Simon sighed. “Just say S.Q.U.I.R.R.E.L. would you? We know who you'll be meaning.” He sat back. “Normally we wouldn't be dealing with this but Chocolate Spread manufacturers are going bust and no-one wants to eat fruit and nut bars without the nuts. They're pressuring the PM, he's pressuring me and I'M pressuring YOU. Go to Birmingham and start with the robbery at the chocolate factory there.”

I ask why there and he passes a photo. It's of a truck leaving the scene. There's a figure visible on the bonnet. “Mort de Jour,” I say with resignation. “I really thought I'd dealt with him last time.

“B's still sorry about that,” SiMon says. B dabbled in magic without much luck a time back. She tried to make Mort immoral so he'd betray who he was working for but, with her accent, the wand autocorrected and made him immortal instead. I've eaten him twice. He's sworn revenge on me for what he saw in there...

RatHead wrote:That's a cool story Welsh! VERY well done and a fun read!

also YAY i finally caught up reading the comics!... Diss still doesn't scare me, especially since I've eaten him twice... at least that I remember!

Render wrote:Great Story, Welshi!
It's nice to see something else than pictures.

Does anybody wants to sing something?

Drake wrote:

Render wrote:Does anybody wants to sing something?

We probably should have me sing. I have a feeling the dogs will howl.

Drake wrote:Though I was going to edit that post.
I meant shouldn't
I have had two ex's say I shouldn't ever sing again.

Welsh Halfwit wrote:Hardest part of the writing? Coming up with a usable meaning for the acronym S.Q.U.I.R.R.E.L.

Welsh Halfwit wrote:

RatHead wrote:That's a cool story Welsh! VERY well done and a fun read!

also YAY i finally caught up reading the comics!... Diss still doesn't scare me, especially since I've eaten him twice... at least that I remember!

But, in Soviet Russia Hukley strips, Diss eats you!!

And thank you.

Drake wrote:Though I was going to edit that post.
I meant shouldn't
I have had two ex's say I shouldn't ever sing again.

Amazee Dayzee wrote:How much do you bet that they will "forget" the give the remote back?

Nice webcomic. I think its pretty nice by the way.

Amazee Dayzee wrote:Its gonna take a while for me to catch up on this though, because I also have to play catch up with the main comic. I'm only in 2009.

Render wrote:Oh Ssssteve... You are NOT helpfull.

I was never able to solve a cube... Well, lets say not without taking it apart.

serence ice fox wrote:

Render wrote:Oh Ssssteve... You are NOT helpfull.

I was never able to solve a cube... Well, lets say not without taking it apart.

you mean that ISN'T the way I was supposed to solve it ?

Hlaoroo wrote:*giggles*
Does anybody have a translation for what Tatum was trying to say?

Drake wrote:you dont understand how difficult that puzzle can be sometimes.

Cesco wrote:Nice, more meetings with the club. Steve likes to do the teacher. At least, you've tried to give a "vocal hand", but you haven't helped Lizzy.

serence ice fox wrote:

Render wrote:Oh Ssssteve... You are NOT helpfull.

I was never able to solve a cube... Well, lets say not without taking it apart.

you mean that ISN'T the way I was supposed to solve it ?

RatHead wrote: No actually, you're supposed to take the stickers off and put them back on in the right spots

also: Nice strip Hukley! he may noit have any hands, but he's sure good with that tail!

Welsh Halfwit wrote:I think Tatum's saying "Don't say it..." "PLEASE don't say in..." "Sigh..."

serence ice fox wrote:

Hlaoroo wrote:*giggles*
Does anybody have a translation for what Tatum was trying to say?

well , since he sighed after Steve made that pun , I'm guessing it would be somewhere along the line of "maybe you should lend him a hand"
.......which is surprisingly fit , now that I think about it

Hukley wrote:Aaaaah, I almost forgot Artwork-Wednesday

Hukley wrote:Here you go: What a lovely shipping

Sweet drawing. What's the ship called? Caddy?
(Wasn't that the boss of Dr. House?)

And Freddy, don't pick your nose!