This Week in Milford

January 27, 2013

Peacock Cravings

Filed under: actual action, basketball, freak hands, Prairie Style Windows — nedryerson @ 7:47 pm


Okay,  just got back from Charleston…no trace of Mr. Bakst, but I did get a commemorative beer stein and a tattoo that I can’t understand. When I woke up in the sand trap of a Myrtle Beach golf course, it was just there. So what have I missed?

Mostly, it looks like Mia, really wants to see the peacock. I mean, really, show her the peacock already, Fowler. It’s the secret to shooting prowess.


Show her the peacock! Where is the peacock? Are you desperate for the peacock? How bad do you want to see the peacock? Hey is that Marsha Brady? Did something “suddenly come up”? Was it a peacock?


That’s okay, Fowler. It happens to the best of us. Just relax and don’t think about it too hard and the peacock will rear its head. (Hey, watch out for the Unitarian Universalist stop sign!)


Still no sighting? C’mon Fowler, do you need testosterone replacement therapy already?


Okay, now it’s just ridiculous.


Fire up!


Ease up, Fowler. You’re likely to be mistaken for that psychotic guy from the continually recycled crowd panel.

Mia’s a beast. She craves the peacock and now she’s a shooting machine. This is a fun plot. I’m looking forward to blogging about this on a more regular irregular basis.



  1. Scott Fowler going all Howard Dean in 1/26 panel 3. Who sez Gil Thorp isn’t topical?

    Comment by billytheskink — January 28, 2013 @ 7:47 am

  2. Welcome back, Ned. It was nice of WhigRub to not run anything interesting until you got back and could complete the Gil Thorp experience!

    Were you researching the upcoming summer o’ golf fun storyline? What dedication! Or were you looking for Torrey in that bunker?!?

    I hope the mad, fake Aussie gave you a nice tattoo. Is it a peacock? The “M” tat? A dancing Regina?

    Comment by milfordian — January 28, 2013 @ 8:51 am

  3. After three days of aimless driving around Milford, I found myself hoping that Rubin would just give up and devote a couple of months to Scott and Mia searching for the peacock every damn day. Just have different backgrounds every day, farther and farther afield. From the suburbs of Milford to Niagara Falls, then Mount Rushmore, Monument Valley, the Golden Gate Bridge, the Great Wall of China…

    Comment by John Walters (@johnswalters) — January 28, 2013 @ 11:29 am

  4. Peacocks are native to India and Burma. They only see the thing when they’ve been trippin’.

    Comment by semperfi4er — January 28, 2013 @ 2:38 pm

  5. looks like the peacock flipped out seeing a interracial love affair . plus the black kid who said mias a beast what does he know that boobird dont know.

    Comment by mr12ozcan — January 28, 2013 @ 3:45 pm

  6. There’s been a disturbing lack of sound effects lately. Hey, Whigrub, can you throw us a hronk or something?

    Comment by Dood — January 29, 2013 @ 4:27 pm

  7. The sexual innuendo is awesome.

    Comment by taycamstu — January 29, 2013 @ 5:06 pm

  8. So, aside from the very easy and, I would think obvious, sexual double entendres here around … Is this some kind of Witch and the Wardrobe Christian allegory going on here? That’s my best take on whatever it is that is driving this whackadoodle plotline. Bonus points if you can work Gil and Mimi drinking wine in front of hell’s fires a few weeks back into this theory.

    Comment by TimP — January 29, 2013 @ 5:25 pm

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