Oh, I explained it poorly -- the cones on the owner's hands (I'm assuming) are payback for the dog having had a cone on his head preventing him from playing with his balls.
Simon: You are my beautiful sister. River: I threw up on your bed. Simon: Yep. Definitely my sister.
'War Stories'
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
§ ita § - May 30, 2005 6:30:51 am PDT #7874 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Frankenbuddha - May 30, 2005 6:33:03 am PDT #7875 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Oh, I explained it poorly -- the cones on the owner's hands (I'm assuming) are payback for the dog having had a cone on his head preventing him from playing with his balls.
I thought it was a joke on the dog being fixed, but I can see it that way too.
Steph L. - May 30, 2005 6:33:23 am PDT #7876 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I don't know about you, but I see dogs play with their balls all the time, thanks to tongues like that dude from KISS.
The big head-cones dogs wear after surgery means that they can't get their long tongues down to their balls; but the human equivalent is hands. So what makes the cartoon funny (except for having to explain it) is the tit-for-tat. It's not anatomical exact equivalence; it's whatever yields the equivalent result.
Jesse - May 30, 2005 6:34:06 am PDT #7877 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
And it just gets funnier the more we talk about it.
Lee - May 30, 2005 6:34:21 am PDT #7878 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I was not mean to you! It must have been a doppleganger.
You were so! I'm willing to go with the Doppelganger though.
Frankenbuddha - May 30, 2005 6:35:18 am PDT #7879 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
And it just gets funnier the more we talk about it.
We can always go back to talking about vagina bojanglers if need be.
Nutty - May 30, 2005 6:36:34 am PDT #7880 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
Those Elizabethan collars? I thought they were only for, like, dogs who have had surgery and aren't supposed to bite at the stitches.
Which, okay, a major venue of dog surgery is balls.
Although, when the collar comes off, the dog won't be able to lick at his balls because they will be absent.
I am thinking about this way too hard, aren't I?
JZ - May 30, 2005 6:37:05 am PDT #7881 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Is it too late to contribute to the bra-sizing hell discussion? Which, I know, was so twenty-six hours ago, and yet yesterday afternoon I went bra-buying, with totally random craxyland results.
§ ita § - May 30, 2005 6:37:14 am PDT #7882 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
We can always go back to talking about vagina bojanglers if need be.
There is a congruence -- I mean, the cone is pretty much a cock block, isn't it?
You were so!
Maybe I was mean to you because you wouldn't let me be the nice one.
§ ita § - May 30, 2005 6:38:32 am PDT #7883 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I thought they were only for, like, dogs who have had surgery and aren't supposed to bite at the stitches.
They do prevent ball play too, no matter what the surgery was for. Side effect or primary motivation, still no fun.