That last part is now stuck in my head set to the music of Pink Floyd.
I say, that young maiden has soiled my ascot with her unwashed fingers. My my my my....
Oh, hooray! Callooh callay! Dr Vinyl has made it on to a T-shirt.Ah, Fop Chaser, I understand you. In his student days, my husband's hair was once described as "fop hair". It was eminently chaseable. (But has now been cut. No, you can't have.)
But if you did become wealthy as a result of chronicling the adventures of Fop Chaser, Mr. Allison, you might yourself become her target. A knotty conundrum!
Darn - I keep forgetting the difference between 'foppish' and 'fey'!
Looks like more of a Dandy than a Fop, Mr. Allison.
Hmmm. Did you spend some time with Kate B in Kanada? Your latest posts are pretty parallel.I do like it, but I'm also surprised. Do you have more historical comics in you? I quite enjoyed the few time travel stories you've done.
Fop chaser, chasin' fops! What is your dandy move? FOP CHASER!Sorry, Ze.
Given the appearance of bonxie and giffen, and the abundance of dandies hereabouts, I can only surmise the real identity of fop chaser to be a certain Miss Beaton =OScandalous.This must be what normal people feel like when they read Hello magazine.
Fop Chaser is her own woman!
Fop Chaser. I love it. Great concept, and comedy gold!Perhaps some year we might be treated to a "Fop Chaser Holiday Special" or some such?
Fop Chaser's move is, clearly, the Fop Hop.
Dear Mr. Allison,I humbly request that you somehow find a way to make Fop Chaser a wearable object. Perhaps a shirt or bag of some kind. A design as witty as this should not go un-worn on the body.PS - This request has nothing to do with the fact that the tiny Fop Chaser in the bottom right corner of the picture also reminds me of Sweeney Todd's Mrs. Lovett, but that certainly doesn't detract from the hilarity one bit. In fact, I believe it enhances it.
I keep hearing Danny Elfman's singing style, done by Helen B. Carter - a la Nightmare b4 Xmas!
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