Mr. Fuck roars out his name.

Puff the Magic Dragon & Mr. Fuck’s Theme song.

I am finding Mr. Fuck has come out of his Bomb shelter to play… it has been awhile. He was pissed due to the fact that Mr. Shit’s theme song came out and no one cares about him anymore. So Mr. Shit and I got together and wrote a theme song for him.

Funny how creative endeavors come out to play again as one gets older. Mr. Shit and Mr. Fuck and I are feeling creative, silly and laugh a lot too.

I think about the song Puff the Magic Dragon and realize as I get older I am happy to find the call again of Puff’s gigantic roar and the song does not make me sad anymore.

“Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail.

Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff’s gigantic tail.

Noble kings and princes would bow whenever they came

Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name.”

Yes we all three agreed on this… so here is Mr. Fuck’s theme song that is well overdo.

We can work it out Postcards …

We Can Work It Out…The Women Postcard Series

We Can Work It Out…The Women Postcard Series TWO

We Can Work It Out…The Women Postcard Series TWO

We Can Work It Out…The Women Postcard Series

We Can Work It Out…The Women Postcard Series

Two to be released.

Postcard One of the series.

A New Flopside Comic of political persuasion.

Will our female representatives engage in “mischievous” crossover voting for the good of WE THE PEOPLE?

Mr. Fuck came out of his Bomb Shelter. From up in a tree, he watched through the window into the neighbor’s TV the endless votes in the House of Representatives. He saw that they were overwhelmed with dysfunction. Then a car drove by blaring a song. Mr. Fuck knew the song by John Lennon / Paul McCartney.

“Try to see it my way,

Only time will tell if I am right, or I am wrong.

While you see it your way

There’s a chance that we may fall apart before too long.

We can work it out,

We can work it out.”

He thought about the women in the House of Representatives, and he knew what he had to do.

“Mr. Crap how about bringing out those watercolors? Also ask Hudley for some watercolor paper.”

“I am on it,” said Mr. Shit.

Miss Opossum in the tree nudged Mr. Fuck saying,

“If Mrs. Racoon and I can work it out so can the ‘human females.’ ”

“Tell Hudley we need some brushes too. Also a few beers, a couple shots of Jameson whiskey and a big pot of coffee.”

“Don’t forget the half & half and honey, “said Mrs. Racoon.

Mr. Shit’s Theme Song.

Babes That Keep Giving

These are a handful of Babes that keep giving. They have influenced generations by their singing, music, and right and left hand creative endeavors.

Alicia “Alice” Armendariz ~ Alice Bag from The early LA Band The Bags

Annette Celia Genevieve Zilinskas ~The Bangles, Blood on the Saddle…

Julie Lanfeld-Keskin ~ Sin 34

Kim Morris – Bass and vocals The Thingz

Susan Janet Ballion aka Siouxsie Sioux~The Creatures, Siouxsie and the Banshees

We are living through kind of depressing days. I think it is a nice time to share humor and look to some darn strong women!

Babes that keep giving.

I love the term BABE. It means so many things. Here at FLopside Comics Mr. Fuck and Mr. Shit mean it in a HIGH FIVE way. Lovers, girls, and best friends. Yet they also use the word ‘dude’ the same way when referring to their friends that are girls.

Girls, gals, women, females, dames, dolls, and broads.

Mr. Shit does not use proper English and prefers to use “that” instead of “who”… it is a slang thing… yet Babes Who keep Giving he said,

“Is fucking OK too.”

New Perks … Bubblegum Flopside Comics

Queens Rule The World, Punks In Space and Punk Drummers Whose Heads Exploded with a Big Loud Bang… Flopside Bubble Gum Comics

When I was a kid and things got too much to bear. I was often found in the boy’s room under the pool table reading Mad Magazine or Playboy editorials. Gahan Wilson was a great way to cosmically melt into the realm of humor. We are living through “too much to bear” times now.

I am bringing back my Flopside Comics if you haven’t noticed already. Mr. Fuck has been joining the racoons outside at night for free food. I laugh out loud at his eager face.

“Come on Hudley, lets laugh together?” He speaks as he scratches the window like the humor up my spine.

I will not define humor or who, what or why Mad Magazine did what it did? I loved the off-the/wall humor of Gahan Wilson. It turns me on and as any good or bad artist knows, it is how it makes us feel that matters. Humor attacks stress. Annihilating it from the face of this messed up planet.

So, I begin with an older Bubble Gum Comic.

“The Headless Rollins”

Meet The Flopside Family

BOZO -CRUSADE PRESENTS

Punks in Space is the latest Flopside Comic to hit the trash. Long time buddy Kerry Love Canal tossed the idea my way as he mocked the other Bubble Gum comics that the crew at Flopside Comics put together. Mr. Fuck and Mr. Shit were out near the bomb-shelter one night. With a beer and a fart, the stars started to glow, and Mr. Shit saw a shooting star. So, the shit hit the UFO train and so they started to put this together. Some of their favorite punks over the years.

As Mr. Shit said,

“Dudes are dudes, punks are punks but dudes who are punkers… they rule the cosmos, music wise and space wise!”

The Ancient Alien dudes were not to be found, only David Wilcock who just happens to live in the Santa Monica Mountains. Where his “Natural stargates,” or “time doors,” are discussed at this point. Mr. Fuck saw David share a trash can down the alley from his home, which is a bomb-shelter . They both take part in freeganism. Mr. Fuck believes in David’s theory of a parallel reality too.

From the Dead Kennedy’s to Plain Wrap, including all guitars, drums or loud singing; to the delectable, delicious orange drink Tang; the rockets, a flying sarcophagus, aliens, bright lights or abductions…

The crew at Flopside Comics blasts off screaming,

“All rockets a Go Go…”

Mr. Shit wants to thank Elon and Jeff for their inspiration, which he will not repeat here.

Ejaculation in space can save the human race.

Operation Flipside Failed….

BAUBO PORTAGONIST

She hangs on our bedroom wall

I see her often taunting me to call

An ancient arcane figure deep within my being

I hear her speaking

Often repeating

Her laughter to Demeter

Fragrant womb of all!

I feel a need to share these three Flopside Comics today. It has been awhile since I have. The female collective psyche is taking a blow right now. This is my way of walking us all through it. A friend once asked me,

“But is it, Art?”

That is not the point. Instead it is creative expression by someone who likes to express her throat chakra often for healing purposes.

As this gal here is good at doing. BAUBO PORTAGONIST got Demeter to laugh after losing her lovely child Persephone.