The Indigestible

Missives From the Reality-Based World

Thanks to Pharyngula I discovered, a few weeks back, a perfectly lovely toon site called Monkey Fluids.

Hey, what’s not to love about the name?

ANYway, MF is about taking silly oldschool drawings — ostensibly for children — and remixing them with post-modern, post-porno Net thoughts to … augment the original pictures.

Now you have to love that.

But better still, the owner of the toon blog allows you to post ideas for captions after his own stuff. So I’ve borrowed that, with links back to the original MF posts.

Because if monkeys don’t share their fluids, what’s the point of evolution?

Click more to have your eyes lead you into damnation.

Girls!

Original here. My caption:

And PUSH and THRUST and SUCK and LICK and now all together girls…

How do you SOLVE a problem like MARIII-A? How do you CATCH a CLOUD and trap it DOWN?

Oh my, Mother Superior! I’m raining in My Place!

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Pooh

Original here. My caption:

Let’s see; it’s suck this, get the clap, have a kick … no, wait, I’ll get it right, don’t tell me … get the clap, kick in, and … oh, shit, fuck it — seal, stroke my balls while I fuck the cow and the roo can take pictures.

Springtime was never the same for Christopher Robin after Bummly Bumfuck took shelter in the Hundred Acre Wood.

Yeah, I got wood for y—

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Spank it!

Original here. Mine:

“Where’s Grant?” Adam asked again.

“He’s gone on location,” Jamie said. “Along with Carrie and Tori. We’re gonna bust this spankin’ myth all on our own.”

“Hope we have to revisit this in a reprise episode,” Adam whimpered.

“You and me both,” Jamie said.

“You took off your beret,” Adam shuddered.

“That’s just the beginning. We have a whole day of high speed shooting to do.”

“Oh CHRIST,” Adam gasped. “Oh Christ…”

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And my personal favorite.

Potter

Starts here. Mine:

Harry? Harry? Are you behind me?

Damn!

Once more, Ron was thwarted in his desire to be caught unawares by Harry’s seven-inch-long wand as he leaned out over the windowsill and looked for You-Know-What.

“Hogwarts,” he sneered. “My brothers have lied to me about everything.”

Little did he know that Hermione had donned her magical Double-Ended Snickerstaff, and was creeping stealthily up the stairs behind him even as he shuddered in disappointment…

Bathe in the sickly slick that is Monkey Fluids. I’ll see you there … and buy your first drink.

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