From the archives...

I was going through some some of my old sketch books the other day and found this...

slapstick comedy at it's most painful level.
I wonder if the poor fellow ever got to deliver his message.


no Knights were hurt in the making of this comic.

Viva La Revolution!

That's right o virtuous blog readers, Farmer Giles is back! Sincere apologies go to all ye readers of this blog for not assaulting your intelligence with a delightful bit of cheesy humor in a while. But there is a good reason. If you recall the last post was a celebration of a joyous vacation to come. Well we had a joyous vacation indeed but while we were gone some one was plotting. The devious cat to be specific. When we got home tired and worn out, still shaking sand from our shoes, we walked straight into a cunning trap! The cat had held her own revolution while we were gone and our house was infiltrated by evil cat ninjas sworn to the enslavement of mankind! The moment we walked through our door hordes of them overpowered us and locked us in the basement. We survived for approximately three and a half years on the jars of applesauce and peaches that mom had down there, spending our time developing plans for escape. Luckily the cat ran out of catnip at last and freed one of my older sisters to go get her more. While she was out of the house my sister contacted the military and warned them of the great ninja cat threat. She then led them to our house where a battle royal ensued, ending with the cat menace being brought crashing down. So yeah that's why I haven't posted in so long. The regularity of posts from now on I can not guarantee but rare jewels of literary genius should pop up every now and then. The cat has been banished from the house and will not make any further appearances on this illustrious blog. Long live the Great Gherkin!




Some facts in this post might have been changed SLIGHTLY for continuity purposes. I apologize to anyone that might think this to farfetched.  If you send me a more farfetched story to explain my absence I might be tempted to use it instead.