Grandfig: Beaver Travels with Toothbrush

Wrestling through an existential crisisClaude was having an existential crisis.

He’d tried to deny it, but just as Brother Sartre had suggested in a recent penmanship competition, it was becoming clear to the strapping Greco-Roman enthusiast that his life was devoid of meaning, unless he could give it some himself.

But where to look for meaning?

Then Serge put him in a sleeper hold. A delicious, overpowering sleeper, pungent with Russian vodka, sweat, and dare he say, import?

From the Toulouse Le Grandfig collection. Other existential crises seen at Alltop and at thisfunny blog aggregator too.

4 Responses to Grandfig: Beaver Travels with Toothbrush

  1. SinisterDan July 28, 2008 at 11:39 am #

    …Russian vodka, sweat…

    Why did I read this before lunch? Now I want cocktails…

  2. LOBO July 28, 2008 at 7:29 pm #

    Ah, “meaningfulness”. Too bad it faded into the past already, for now -like the future- it does not exist.

  3. C. Fraser July 28, 2008 at 8:14 pm #

    Very strange…or, perhaps, a coincidence? You make a post with ‘Beaver’ in the title, and I make a post on Beavers….

    I’m a little scared.

  4. Mark A. Rayner July 28, 2008 at 9:11 pm #

    I too am frightened. We now have the words “beaver” and “cocktails” in the comments. Not to mention “LOBO”. What evil will Google wrack?