And happy horrordays, all that good stuff. Things have quieted down quite a bit at Camp Crystal Lake now that winter has set in and the campers have returned home, but there is still the occasional ice fisher or snow mobile rider (or Santa Claus) to keep Jason’s blood simmering at a low boil. Thanks for reading Grinsane – see you next year!
Posts tagged christmas
Broccoli the Snowman
Cold revenge served hot!
What a sad world we live in when a snowman is subject to ridicule for not having a carrot for a nose. Sometimes one builds a snowman using the vegetables on hand, and what better use for broccoli anyway?
The melting point of a snowman
Is only 33 degrees. So maybe a flamethrower is a bit overkill. What do you think, Hans? An appropriate use for the flammerwerfer?
This was a fun cartoon to draw, however the Frosty the Snowman song has been playing in my head every step of the way. By the way, that actually is Frosty in the bottom right corner of the frame (corn cob pipe = clue).
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There’s more than one way to trim a tree. Merry Christmas from Grinsane!
GRANDPA’S LAST CHRISTMAS?
Man-children get so excited when they open their gifts. Usually the joy on their faces outweighs the destruction they cause, but this year may be different as Leatherface spins ecstatically around the living room with his new chainsaw. Power tools are always a poor choice of present for the mentally deranged.
Is this finally the end of Grandpa Sawyer, wheelchair-bound patriarch of the murderous family of Texas cannibals? And he hasn’t even unwrapped his new hammer yet. Fortunately, Gramps can move that chair when he needs to. Hopefully when the smoke clears no one will have suffered any permanent damage and the family can sit down to a nice Christmas dinner of human steak and sausage.
Speaking of family, I’m busy hosting my own this week (and cooking tonight, mmmm…), so this will likely be the only cartoon this week. Check back next week for a special New Year’s Eve edition of Grinsane, after which I plan to resume my regular Friday postings. Happy Holidays!
Nothing brings more joy to a home than a new puppy.
J.R. MACREADY: HEAVY DRINKING ANTARCTIC SUPERDAD
John Carpenter’s The Thing never mentions Mrs. MacReady, therefore I’ve taken a bit of artistic liberty here. There must be a reason J.R. is working in Antarctica, no? Escaping an ex wife and kids seems like a safe bet. For some reason their relationship never worked out despite a shared interest in strong bourbon, chain smoking, and extensive hair activator.
Which doesn’t mean that J.R. doesn’t care about his children. He drinks hard for a reason, and still manages to get out the occasional birthday card to Ooops 1 and Ooops 2 when the boat pulls into McMurdo. Still, giving kids a puppy for Christmas is something that should really be discussed by both parents. Who’s going to clean up after that dog, after all? I’m sure it won’t be J.R. unless he’s using a flame thrower.
Thanks for reading! More horror comedy holiday humor is on the way this month, so check back next week for another episode of Grinsane.