25 thoughts on “It’s the Dog of the Bride of Frankenscalzi!

  1. Sorry, not enough. I really would like to see the Rabbit of Frankenscalzi! The Bacon of Frankenscalzi is good too – it already has that stripey thing going after all.

  2. not the dog of the daughter of the husband of the bride of frankenscalzi?

    I’m disappointed..

  3. You need to raffle off the Werebadger of Frankenscalzi for a future SFWA benefit or somesuch.

  4. Kevin Williams:
    This day won’t be complete unless there’s a pic of Ghlaghghee with that wig.

    …and The ER Visit of Multiple Puncture and Abrasion Wounds of Frankenscalzi.

    There are some things you don’t try with cats (though, Ghlaghghee might be patient enough to get away with one quick photo; I neither would try nor recommend this with someone else’s cats…).

  5. Now if you want to take some pictures of the
    fascinating witches who put the scintilating stitches in
    the breeches of the boys who put the powder on the
    noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the
    dog of the Bride of Frankenscalzi

    …you’re too late! Because it’s November

  6. Yikes that wereskunk-badger-something or another cranial parasite thingy has jumped across species lines! The Earth is doomed…doomed I say!

  7. Emos wrote:
    Yikes that wereskunk-badger-something or another cranial parasite thingy has jumped across species lines! The Earth is doomed…doomed I say!

    Were I not teaching one course, tele-attending another 2-week one in Vienna on nuclear proliferation, preparing for a conference presentation, and holding down $DAYJOB, I would take that premise and write a Nanowrimo novel along those lines.

    Where else for it to start, but subverting our speculative fiction king, and then working its way to the true masters?

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