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6-string-theory.bsky.social
M.K. Iodine
@6-string-theory.bsky.social
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Guitarist, photo-funny maker, lover of humor, follower of real journalists. Unless expressly stated, I do not own the rights to any of the images I've so cruelly defiled, either here or over at mikemakesfumetti.blogspot.com
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#FumettiFriday Remote possibilities
[Black and white image of a couple in the throes of domestic pugilism: an older man in evening dress has backed his wife up against a desk. She wears a frilly frock and looks alarmed. She holds a small object in her left hand, apparently trying to keep it out of reach.] Him: Come on now, you little minx! Give me that remote! Her: *Never,* do you hear? My soap starts in five minutes! You can just go watch your silly old football at the tavern! *Go!* Spend time with your friends, the free-flowing beer, and the serving wenches! Him: I ... yeah, all right. Uh, don't wait up.
November 21, 2025 at 2:44 PM
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Take two tablets and call me in the morning.
[Black and white still from Cecil B. DeMille's "The Ten Commandments" ... Charlton Heston (as Moses) stands on a rocky ledge, having just received two stone tablets from "God" (or so he says). For the purposes of this gag, he is being grilled by an unseen group of critics.] Caption: Early on, Moses had a rather rough time with focus groups. Focus group member #1: Well Moses, we've had a look at your proposals, and we think it's a bit, ah, *risky* to front-load all that boilerplate about intellectual property rights and non-competes. Moses: But, but ... this is the written word of God. I am but a messenger! Focus group member #2: Uh-huh. *Sure* you are. Focus group member #3: [whispering] Is it just me, or does anyone else think it's time for a tox screen and a psych eval?
November 21, 2025 at 5:15 AM
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As the saying goes (more or less):
[Black and white image of a woman walking down a city sidewalk, convulsed with laughter. There are several children looking on, and they are keeping a safe distance ... because, as the caption reads:] "Laugh and the world laughs with you. Laugh hysterically *at nothing* in the middle of the day and you get the sidewalk all to yourself."
November 19, 2025 at 12:27 AM
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#FumettiFriday your one-stop multi-level marketing garage
[Black and white image of three well-dressed people, two women and a man, in a tastefully appointed bedroom. One woman, seated on the bed, seems to be explaining a business proposition. The other woman, sitting in a comfy chair, is closely examining a cut glass bottle. The man, mid-frame, leans casually on the chair. He seems skeptical. We join them mid-sentence.] 1st Woman: ... then, when you've established a pool of people *you* can get to sell the product, the more money *you'll* make! Man: And I still say it sounds like one of those, whattaya call 'em, *pyramid* schemes ... 1st Woman: Hey, do I *look* like Imhotep to you, motherfu-- 2nd Woman: Say, are you sure this stuff is even legal in this state? 1st Woman: Well, let's put it this way: it isn't *not* legal.
November 14, 2025 at 2:46 PM
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Welcome to Target
November 11, 2025 at 5:25 AM
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#FumettiFriday Presenting our new "compensation" package
[Black and white image of a gathering of middle-aged female revellers waiting in line for refreshments. A woman in a uniform is ladling drinks from a crystal punch-bowl.] Reveller: Go on, Marjorie, try the punch! Marjorie: Golly, I don't know if I should. [To waitress] Excuse me, is this juice freshly squeezed? Waitress: If by "squeezed" you mean forced out due to crushing pressure, just like all accumulated wealth is from the pockets of the poor and desperate, then yes. Marjorie: Well, aren't you just a li'l ol' ray of sunshine? Tell me, Mme. Defarge, have you been thoroughly patted down by our security detail? What they may lack in subtlety they compensate with plausible deniability. [Black and white image of a man in evening dress (we're talking top hat AND cape) enthralling a nurse. With penetrating gaze, he looks deeply into her eyes, and yet ...] Man: I suppose you're wondering what I, a trained magician, am doing in this institution, my dear. Nurse: It's no mystery. You managed to make your *career* vanish, hit the skids, cracked up, and now you're in need of constant care. Man: Yeah, well ... you may not be big on tact, but you more than compensate with erudition. Nurse: Eh, it's a living. Now step lively, Mandrake. It's almost time for your high colonic.
November 7, 2025 at 2:18 PM
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[paume d'visage]
November 5, 2025 at 9:39 PM
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Mamie Malehorn vs. Clinton Malehorn
Columbia County (Oregon) Circuit Court Case Files, Feb. 1921
November 4, 2025 at 12:46 AM
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#FumettiFriday Trick or Tracts
[Black and white image of Dracula and Frankenstein's creature. They are in a cavernous room made of crude stone, and the lighting is harsh ... but this isn't an issue of House Beautiful anyway. Dracula has his hand on the creature's chest, as if to say, "Let me me handle it this time."] Dracula: No, let me me handle it this time. The sign quite clearly says "No Soliciting." Frankenstein's Creature: But they're not selling anything. They're Jehovah's Witnesses. Dracula: In that case, they can "witness" me telling them to *piss off!*
October 31, 2025 at 2:53 PM
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irresponsibly posting my location on social media
October 28, 2025 at 7:10 PM
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#FumettiFriday deleted scene from "Sister Act 3: The Reckoning."
[Black and white image of two women; one, a nun, is behind bars. The other is dressed in the simple garb of her people. A scarf covers her head.] Not a nun: I hate to be the kind of person who says "I told you so," but in this case ... A nun: Rubbish. You are *loving* this. But go ahead, enjoy the moment. Soon I'll be out on bail and *then* we'll see who has the last laugh. Not a nun: I think you missed a memo, "Mother Inferior." Sister Estelle copped a plea and flipped on you. Looks like you're goin' down. A nun: Wait, *what*? Listen, you gotta get me outta here. I'm too pretty to be inside. They're trading me for cigarettes. I think they're gonna use a make-shift branding iron on [sob] my cute li'l ass!
October 24, 2025 at 12:25 PM
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"The car is here. We, uh, can do this easy way, or the hard way."
October 18, 2025 at 3:59 AM
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#OnlyWhenYouPlayYourCardsRight can you gin up an excuse to have another round.
[Black and white image of a cozy scene in the first class section of an airliner, circa 1957. Two women and two men are playing cards around a low table; a stewardess leans in to offer cocktails.] Woman (to stewardess): Thank you, but I really don't know if I should. Stewardess: Ah, c'mon, live a little. We won't be landing for another two hours. Besides, if you're serious about filling that inside straight, you need all the help you can get.
October 17, 2025 at 1:46 PM
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#FumettiFriday a scene from "Test the Patience of Dracula" (1971)
[Black and white still from a Hammer Films Dracula movie. Dracula (Christopher Lee), clad in black, is about to sink his over-developed canines into an unconscious young blonde (Linda Hayden) in a low-cut sheath dress. Behind them stands a brunette woman (Isla Blair) wearing an even lower-cut dress (Hammer Films, remember), and a knowing smile. She speaks:] "Say, Count, wanta know what's over-rated? Young blondes like the one you're holding up, there. Now you take me ... *Please!* Ha-ha! No, seriously ... what does that trampy little peroxide job have that I don't, besides an impending case of anemia?"
October 17, 2025 at 1:27 PM
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Currently listening to Lenny's "Elect Me, I'm Not a Nut" album ... "The Palladium" is one of his best bits.
(This is the back cover; the front might upset the moderation team)
October 14, 2025 at 5:26 PM
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A certain Rush album cover seems like it's ready for its close-up this Saturday ... especially with the whole puppet motif.
October 14, 2025 at 1:25 AM
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@jollytunes.bsky.social Me in 1982 wearing my "If it ain't Stiff ..." T-shirt.
Black and white image of a guitarist playing an imitation Les Paul and attempting to sing. He wears a black t-shirt emblazoned with the phrase, "If it ain't STIFF, it ain't worth a fuck," a promotional item from UK-based Stiff Records.
October 11, 2025 at 7:24 PM
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@caldmurchfield.bsky.social Found an old cartoon of mine. This is from 2014, apparently.
[Crude sketch of cavemen artists; two are decorating their cave walls with simple animal designs, but a third is hanging a taxidermized saber-toothed lion's head, complete with plaque, on the wall.] Painting Caveman: "Don't give me that 'mixed-media installation' hooey. Just admit it: you're afraid to eat the head."
October 11, 2025 at 7:01 PM
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#FumettiFriday "Those who do not remember the past are condemned to embarrass everyone else on the tour bus."
-- Santayana, probably ... after a couple glasses of Tempranillo
[Black and white image of two people, a blonde woman in a black ensemble, and an older, rather serious man wearing a long overcoat and wide-brimmed hat. For the purposes of this gag, he is a tour-guide; she is a tourist. They stand in front of some ruins.] Tour-guide: ... and this structure dates from 132 A.D., during the reign of Emperor Hadrian. Tourist: What the hell? In all that time you'd think he'd have *finished* it by now! Tour-guide: Wait, *now* I remember you. You're the one who thought Vespasian invented the motor scooter.
October 10, 2025 at 1:22 PM
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#FumettiFriday There's no business like show business ... and thank goodness for that.
[Black and white image of three people, two men and a woman, backstage at a Berlin cabaret, circa 1930. The tuxedo-clad man in the middle stares straight ahead; on his left, a rather intense fellow with curly hair, his hand clutching the tuxedo lapel. On his right, a blonde woman, who seems to be totally over the whole show-biz thing.] Curly-haired Manager: Now, don't let your stage fright get the better of you. Just get out there and sing, *mein Junge!* [my boy] We have sold every seat in *der haus!* Gustav: But, what will the people sit on? Heidi: Gustav, this life of a cabaret singer is not for you. Parties, gaity, models hurling themselves at your feet ... Gustav: Wait, what? I have hurling models? Manager: Didn't *quite* think that one through, did you, Heidi? [Black and white image of two young girls playing in a brick-walled courtyard. One stands on a table, singing her heart out (a selection from "West Side Story"); the other sits in a chair, watching, her tricycle parked right next to her.] Sylvie (table kid): [singing] "When you're a Jet, you're a Jet all the way. From your first cigarette to your last dying day ..." [not singing] C'mon, Zoë, don't just sit there, *sing!* Zoë (seated kid): Sylvie, mommy says I don't gots to play "Broadway" with you if I don't wanna, and for once I agree with her ... so unless I start getting some meatier parts, you're gonna be stuck with doing the monologues.
October 3, 2025 at 1:15 PM
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... burning a hole in a curtain of irony.
September 28, 2025 at 5:06 AM
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America's Newest Puppet Show:
Black and White cartoon parodying old Punch & Judy puppet shows, but the Punch is bloated and has on a long necktie that drapes over the edge of the stage, and the Judy is an older man in a suit, cowering with the arms over his head. (It's supposed to be James Comey. I'm no Pat Bagley.)
September 26, 2025 at 9:43 PM
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Sorry, Dave, this is how NOT to play a Flying V ... also, I can't even with those sunglasses.
Black and white image of two members of The Kinks performing for the TV cameras: Dave Davies on unplugged Gibson Flying V guitar, and Mick Avory on drums. To avoid confusion, the name of the band is printed on the kick-drum head, as is the brand of the drum (Ludwig). Davies is playing the V-shaped guitar high across his midsection, which fine if one wants to (ahem) impress the audience, but his strumming arm has to snake through the v-shaped bridge-end of the guitar, which looks pretty stupid. And don't get me started on the sunglasses ...
September 26, 2025 at 9:33 PM
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#FumettiFriday A man gots to do what a man gots to do. Or something ...
[Black and white image of a married military couple in the foyer of their simple home (with complicated wallpaper); the officer (Robert Ryan) is preparing to leave, clad in his dress uniform. Hilda, his wife (played by Ida Lupino) wears a simple housedress, an apron, and a pensive expression.] Hilda: You're really going to wear that old thing? Robert: Yes. I'm addressing the troops at 1300 hours. Hilda: And what time is that for us normal people whose clocks only go up to twelve? Robert: Ha-ha. You civilians call it one o'clock. But I won't make it unless you help me find my Distinguished Service brooch. HiIda: Medal. In the Army it's called a medal. Robert: Don't pick at me, Hilda. I'm not a banjo.
September 26, 2025 at 2:43 PM
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@junkboxjim.bsky.social Hello, old friend! Nice to see you here on the BlueSky!
[Black and white image of a woman with a camera. She wears a tucked in sweater and pleated skirt. She's standing in a yard, looking up at an unseen person. Okay, it's actually James Comey. For the purposes of this gag.] Woman: Okay, Mr. Comey, I've taken the picture. Could you please come down already? James Comey: Did you get the entire placard in? Woman: Yes. I can read all of "Fired by the Tiny-Handed Gaslighter-in-Chief." James Comey: Good. The people have to know. The whole world is watching. Woman: Well, I don't know about the *rest* of the planet, but all of my neighbors here on Susquehana drive are positively *rivited.* And now I really *must* insist you finish setting the tables before my guests arrive!
September 25, 2025 at 5:00 AM