I went to see the Andy Warhol exhibition today at the Ashmolean. I did try to keep an open mind, but I’m afraid to say the whole anti-art ethos of it completely underwhelmed me. I couldn’t detect even a glimmer of life in anything – just tedious celebrity culture and flat mass-production. The emperor has no clothes, and we can see his arse.
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After quite a hiatus, I found a real, pukka, Invisibules comic inside my head. Just like the olden days!
Purists might put the pause between the two tees, viz. glot-tal, but I imagine that’s why that Invisibulean still needs to practise. I can only report what I observe.
6. [ttal stop.]
Well, what do you know — another trip to Invisibulia. I’m experimenting with a new method of production, I hope it works for you.
2. [but it poured all day yesterday] (yes -- but we had a record turnout)
3. [how so?] (my theory is people are hardier than we think...)
4. (...capable of ignoring mere discomfort in the service of art)
6. (or it's because of the rice-paper swimming costume round)
I’ve noticed that the merest mention of a banana in a comedy-safe situation is enough to provoke tears of almost hysterical laughter in any reader, owing to this fruit’s extreme comic potential index (CPI) of 10.0. Socks also score a perfect 10.0, but tennis racquets are only about 3.6 and electric sanding discs rate 0.4. Data supplied by the Invisibulian Institute of Statistical Information (who rate themselves at 0.0 CPI ± 0.2).
2. (friendly warning...) [what's that?]
3. (mind the banana skin in panel #4) [ok, thanks]
6. [thanks for the tip!] (you're welcome)
Now you have a chance to get a glimpse some of the intense planning that goes into the production of these apparently simple comics. The strategy team monitor and analyse the entire internet daily, to come to a decision on what category of joke to use in a given issue, and pass their recommendations to the humour team whose job it is to come up with the actual jokes. The strategists subsist in the sub-basement, and have to send all their results up to the light and space of Eagle’s Tower where the humourists give life to comic ideas. It’s quite a lot of stairs, and there are many categories for the results, so we employ a team of runners to deliver them. Today, rather make a comic, I decided to show you what these reports look like. It’s very simple to just trip up a random runner on his climb and catch his sealed missive as he falls down into the spiral — I hastily add that we have a heap of straw at the bottom to prevent too many injuries as this is a common sport amongst bored humourists. Anyway, it probably turned out for the best as a quick check around the humour team indicates that none of us has a clue how to make a graph funny.
I apologise humbly for the extreme, some would say entire, lack of puns in today’s comic. Especially to you, grj. And yes, this one is autobiographical.
2. (yes baby, do it)
3. (again -- do it to me now!)
4. (oh I love the way you do that!)
5. (oh yes! right there! oh yes!)
6. (gasp) [you know, I think that neck massage course was really good value]
Dear Reader, this joke is so wrong in so many ways and on so many levels that it is one of my favourites of all Invisibule comics so far. There, I have a twisted sense of humour, and I don’t care who knows it. I’ve often wondered if the problem of choosing a material to make jars for vanishing cream is analogous to the problem of choosing containers for super-glue.
2. (where _is_ _it_?)
3. (I've done it _again_)
4. (I've _lost_ my jar...)
6. (...of vanishing cream)
2. (this model was used by the Finnish champion) [no, not really]
3. (this one has reinforced frets) [well...]
4. (or how about something a little unusual?) [I don't think this is really me]
5. (I confess I am running out of ideas, sir)
6. [I had no idea it was so complicated to choose an air guitar]