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Oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God *deep breath FHUUUUUUUN* oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God
Oh wait Chris basically said that already. BUT STILL OH MY GOD.
This challenges Shawn Handyside’s crown with Staccato for longest dead-but-not-dead comic. Which basically means we’ll get a couple now (maybe) then nothing until another spurt in two years.
we must strive for higher and higher goals. push it to the limit. on a highway to the danger zone. like lets aim for 1575 to start with. just a suggestion
The Baby Gibberish culture has always been a bit of an anthropological mystery, because native speakers of it tend to be too ass-retarded to contribute usefully to any cultural studies…
soldier on dear fellows. our numbers may drops every now and then but fear not we shall always return. why I’ve been coming back to this comic for near 4 years now, and I do not see myself stopping anytime soon.
soldier on dear fellows. our numbers may drops every now and then but fear not we shall always return. why I’ve been coming back to this comic for near 4 years now, and I do not see myself stopping anytime soon.
And Omi, Shaulim, Nimz, and Dr you are right and we shall prevail. Why is it when we are rewarded our spirits slack? Abandon human condition. Believe in the Moe.
If in one gust I remove the conflagration,
“Nimz Your comment is awaiting moderation.”
Will disappear anon,
And all shall gaze upon
Proof of tradition, equipped with linked citation.
In limerick form,
Without the supporting links,
Here is what I said:
The traditional date,
Set in March, late,
Has been oft avowed
By the Moe crowd.
There is no 2008.
Links were to comments made regarding Admiral Firman’s birthday in 2012 (under Moe #426), 2011 (under Moe #359 – some digging required), 2010 (under Moe #336), and 2009 (under Moe #237). These supplement the 2013 comment link that did not get caught in moderation. The start of Moe on this site was about two weeks too late for any comments on the same date in 2008 to exist. Sadly I missed sending my birthday greetings to Admiral Firman on the right day this year. My only hope of recovery from that gaffe is that he May Four-give the oversight.
It occurs to me that, in our shared admiration for the Admiral, we’ve all come together and shared time with one another… but are we friends? I don’t know anything about any of you… Nimz, Haiku, Omi, Falos… who are you?
plz dun streotypes ogres are hv felings too but wre jus misundrstoods b/c peopl see our ogre fac n ar like (oh ur n ogre u mus not hav feelins) when we doo
I sadly must be one of the few who cannot make the raw fish and rice gathering as the US of A is much too far away for me to reach on my current budget. i’ll eat fish fingers and rish crackers to be with you guys in spirit
I’ll be in San Francisco from 24th to 27th. Anyone know an easy way to get from SF to LA and back? Is it too unreasonable to make a crazy trip to meet some other Moe fans?
For a scenic route,
The Pacific Coast Highway
Might be a good choice.
A quick look at California roadway maps indicate the 1 (PCH mentioned above) and the 101 both go through SF and LA. If you want to drive, that’s one possible route. Google maps seems to think taking the 580 (eastbound) to the 5 (which goes all the way to LA) is the best route. It’s “only” about 380 miles (about 6h in current traffic — of course “current” is 9pm in California). Depending on the car, you ought to be able to make it one way on a single tank of gas.
So the driving option round trip would be ~12h on the road and about $80 if you drive a car that gets relatively decent fuel economy. Crazy? Absolutely. Unreasonable? Your call.
Booking a flight (SFO — LAX / LAX — SFO) would probably cost about twice as much as driving, but a) faster transit (probably still faster with airport security factored in), b) you don’t have to worry as much about insane California drivers. I would suggest looking for what deals you can get on a flight — you might find something my surface-scratching didn’t.
You can try looking up bus/train routes, but I have no experience with California’s bus and train routes. It looks like the least expensive way to get from SF to LA and back, but I don’t know how close to schedule / how comfortable / etc. it would be.
Alas, such things are not in my agenda. I am a fervent East Coaster, and every time I’ve been in California I’ve felt myself wanting to explode. I know not why it brings me to such rage. Perhaps it’s the price of tobacco, or gasoline, or just being several thousand miles from where you belong.
But, to all the rest, enjoy! Hoist your raw fish and rice and look to the sea!
(Man, you guys are so much better at this rhyming thing than I am)
(Two hats off to you! One with both hands but each to its gentleman. I shan’t give up but damn if I’m going to be careful when I try)
…fer ser’isly though
I came for mo’ Moe
and got served out the do’h
Now I don’t even know
what to do where to go
I ain’t fit for the show
I ain’t match toe to toe
I’ll get pwnd mo’ fo’ sho’
bros be fast I be slow
I done lost all my soul
I done lost my row row
ain’t fight powa no mo’
I’m ashamed to throw mo’
I’m ashamed to throw Moe
I give up I’ll go home
This Moe’cean City of which you speak? Would that be the New Jersey, Maryland, or some other vacant seaside trap to which tourists gather to singe beneath the fury and might of the merciless daystar?
Moe’cean City in NJ or in MD! They’re both about the same distance for me. I recently partook of the vitamin D from the merciless sunstar at one of those Moe’cean Cities ^_^
I love your blog.. very nice colors & theme. Did you make this website yourself or did you hire someone
to do it for you? Plz respond as I’m looking to design my own blog and would like to find out where u got this
from. many thanks
Alas, Convertible car seat, the best way to reach our Admiral Firman is to write your questions neatly upon a piece of fine vellum, roll it up tightly into a wine bottle, seal tightly with a cork and wax and toss it into the nearest sea.
One simply keeps faith in the sea to return missives to the proper shore. The sea cannot be faulted that the land brooks no faith with it. Simply walk the shore.
When Moe decided to dabble
In a friendly game of Scrabble,
He saw nothing wrong, though he
Played the word BONGOY, [*]
“Let it slide—it’s a good bit of babble!”
[*] Pronounce that BON-GO-Y, not BON-GOY, of course.
I kept to my word however, whilst nimz may have missed the moe-con I stayed true to my promise and ate fish sticks and rish crackers. that garish huge ad space does seem like it could be filled with some tribute to lord firman. perhaps a fan inspired portrait of his admiral-ness looking righteously radical or some such business. as a gift to let the admiral know these will always be safe harbours for him
And thus, be they nickels Canadian or ‘Murican, our plan is afoot! We shall either fund the Admiral with nickels, or fish scales, or we shall merrily botch the shot and land the mass of coin near his ship. If the latter, here’s hoping that it causes a swell that brings him to port awhile.
A change in format:
It doesn’t start that way, but
I will try to rap
It occurred to me just now
how
word games in the comments of the comic of
word games like Scrabble being played
by Moe
can be displayed to show
a self-referential flow.
Meta, you could say.
Betta’ check today –
gotta see, will there be
a new Moe, four-fifty-two.
A new Bo, your super IQ.
And Jetpack Hunk,
that sixpack hunk,
does he even have a bunk?
Or will the cannon become canon,
spewing nickels spelled with an N,
bring our admiral, true and fair,
bring him with the charts from where
his travels went, to share?
And there
we prepare
to show
we care.
How strange, indeed
that a community’s seed
Can vanish while the plant survives
What lives we lead
Where the things we need
Don’t exist, but we still manage to thrive?
avast, I had noticed comments were slow coming and could not think of something to write, but at the mere suggestion that it is time to let go I shall turn to someone who said it much better than I ever could:
WE SHALL NOT
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED
WEEEEEE SHALL NOT
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED
WEEEEEE SHALLLLL NOT
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVEEEED
Deer Moe,
It’s good to see you bonding with an actual human being over a friendly game. Please remember that you have a brother that really really loves you, even when you’re being a (in the words of his language) a poo. Spending time with other human beings can be a good thing, but your family is really important. I think that Bo is all you have left of family now that your parents and uncle are out of the picture. Make the time to be happy with him or there may come a time when you will gret it. And then you’ll gret it again and again and again. And that would be tragic.
Love,
Buck
I found this letter
In a wooded area
With raw fish and rice.
No no no, it’s just mostly dead. There’s a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead means it’s still a little bit alive!
Anyway, I present to you A Day in the Life of Moseph Pontoon Dope
I read the news today, oh boy
About a Moe P. Dope who stayed in bed.
And though the news was rather sad,
Well I just had to laugh —
The pitted avocado half…
It tasted so very nice
With raw fish and rice.
A crowd of people gabbed and stared
They’d seen the Admiral’s work before –
Nobody was really sure if Eliot could get Moe out of bed.
At last a Scrabble game ensued.
And at the set of letters that Moe used,
A crowd of people turned away,
But I just had to look, having read the B O N G O Y.
Okay, maybe I should stay away from filking for now, and get to what that was all a setup for: Bidet (B-Day) in the Life of Moseph Pontoon Dope
“What kind of present is a second sink in the lavatory?”
I don’t have anything (yet) for C Day in the Life of Moseph Pontoon Dope. <_<
I always enjoy checking back in every day to see if something new and juicy has been added to the comments, unfortunately I often lack inspiration to comment but feeling that there is a looming collapse of community here I am going to throw this out there.
what is your favourite local place to indulge in the ultimate of treats: Raw fish and rice?
my favourite place locally would probably be my local sushi train, it’s not actually that good but it’s the only halfway decent place in my area sadly.
What absurd occurrence it is that we only seek to rebuild our sense of community, when we feel it collapsing.
I feel only able to sympathise with Omi, as a fellow Australian (in Canberra) I must force my feelings of togetherness on what you call Thanksgiving. But isn’t any gathering of weird companions deserving of thanks?
Thank you my strangers
For enriching all our lives
In a stranger way
Canadian Thanksgiving, wherein they give thanks for being Canadian? I can get behind that. Even if they serve mouse stuffed with poutine and Labatt Blue on the side, I could still get behind that.
I think I’d leave the mouse to the cats. Moose, on the other hand… or even mousse… * contemplates mousse stuffed with poutine *
‘Twas a month before Christmas, and Moe had his kiwi juice.
Not a delicacy was stirring, not even a poutine-stuffed mousse.
The raw fish and rice were set up at the firmanproductions website
In hopes that the Admiral would bring a new Moe strip to light.
The commenters used prose and they used haiku
And other forms of writing and poetry, too.
The hunk with his jetpack and beautiful chin angle
Set up a tree and made it to spangle.
Thanksgiving has passed us
The gathering broken
There’s little else left we can say.
At this point I reckon
That we should all check on
The holidays coming out way.
For those who have come here from PS and like HS: There are a few commenters who liken themselves to characters. However a few are kind of obscure.
Regardless the conversations are cool.
People please check out my series of comments starting on 399 Aptronym.
They are a spoof of the Courtroom scenes and include a variety of characters including the Officers.
Moe fans, I’m sad to notify you that Doramjan, Ryan Durham, passed away suddenly in May 2015. We were engaged in early January 2015. He and I met right after his trip to New Orleans in 2014 and I fell in love with everything about him. I missed him a lot tonight and luckily found this site with so many of his comments. It made me smile and remember all the good times! Thank you for that. You may join us in mourning him on Facebook. Search for “Remembering and Honoring Ryan Durham,” a page, and “Remembering Ryan Durham,” a group on Facebook. He is missed by so many!
“doramjan” came from how the Armenian people he served while a missionary pronounced his last name, “Doram,” and the word “dear,” “darling,” or “honey.” I’m guessing that’s what they called him. His ex-wife is Armenian.
“Rumours of my demise are greatly exggerated.” –Civilisation
Pretty confident that was the original source of that quote. Then Samuel Cle`Moe’ns stole it and attributed it to Mark Twain. Also, apparently it was British (or maybe Canadian) before being misappr`Moe’priated. Would be no surprise if Canadia was the place of residence for Civilisation. After all, that’s where the greatest member of the Admirablety hails from.
By the way, if no one else has noticed, there is one moe comic that…doesn’t exist. This means that there are actually 450 comics on all of moe. Not that important, just a little interesting.
Mercury poisoning
…Yup, besides the nutritional deficits thats it.
Also, a fun very very old 2008 comic which is still running. A good stop gap solution while waiting for the next phase of ‘Moe’nolouges.
Odd socks and even,
Blue socks and red,
Socks for a-weavin’
’til you are dead,
Socks full of holes
And socks full of coals,
Socks full of everything except little moles.
Socks made of tile,
Socks in the file,
Socks made to scrabble for miles upon miles.
Socks all alike in one common way:
The socks smell like Moe on every other day!
Wait…what?
I’m sorry, i fail to understand what context this falls under. I’m just confused. Even with Falos’s comment being counted I don’t quite get what is the point…
Also, happy presidents day and happy Cat Day or Nyan nyan NYAN day in Japan. Courtesy of Ponos.
Another steganography thing I can show:
How do you default open in a new window?
The answer to that, we may thank
The existence of “target=_blank”.
This is where you put that meme thing: The More You Know.
My last few posts have tried to resemble haikus more closely than 17 random syllables. The theme is more likely to be about nature or the seasons or weather than about scrabble.
But they still have to be Moe ofc, and I like to contrast pensive musings with an “lolmoe.”
My true love sent nothing on the second day of Idesmas. That puts an… oh wait. What’s this? Looks like it’s a note from my true love that says:
“The stream of delay
Kept me at bay for a day.
Please press PLAY button.”
On the second day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
On the fifth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
On the sixth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
On the seventh day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
On the eighth day of Idesmas, my true love noticed `eighthly’ is a weird word, having five consonants in a row, and then sent to me Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
On the ninth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me Nine squirrels a-flying,
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
On the tenth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me Ten cheesecakes baking,*
Nine squirrels a-flying,
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
*Cheesecake quantity determined by artistic license. If someone else has an idea for a better Ten-Of-Something to highlight from the Moe archive, feel free to suggest a replacement.
On the eleventh day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me Eleven Toothaboothas,
Ten cheesecakes baking,
Nine squirrels a-flying,
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,*
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree!
*Have the best pi day, everyone! Seems I missed the 1:59 posting time, though.
On the twelfth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me Twelve bricks a-bricking,
Eleven Toothaboothas,
Ten cheesecakes baking,
Nine squirrels a-flying,
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
AND A BONGOY IN A SCRABBLE TREE!
Congrats: You have endured a year’s worth of comments and over an elections worth of time.
Now pat yourselves on the back and consider also getting another comic. How about helvetica, that’s only over 6 months in limbo.
“Fools!” said I, “You do not know,
“Silence like a mountain grow.”
Which is to say, slowly, and through plate tectonics and all that jazz. And sometimes volcanos. Yeah. Volcanos of silence. Totally legit.
Summer backyard fun
Fish-like swimming to keep cool
Is Moe still indoors?
You know, looking at the communities around most webcomics, whether they be made up of 5 people or 500,000 are usually quite nice. And the ones where the people who read them make their own comics…well, that’s beautfiul. And I can’t help but feel that one day, the artists will die.
The day that Munroe, or Hussie, or Morrison, or Gigi, or Griffiths, Buckley, or Cagle, or Tiedrich or Siddell or any others die, the internet will be riddled with a thousand epitaphs to seemingly unforgettable people.
Someday, long after that, no one will remember them at all or their work.
But they’ll remember those inspired by it.
‘Twas the night before Christ`Moe’s and all through the site,
Brown pixels were glowing, emitting their light;
The Scrabble tiles were placed on the board with care,
In hopes that the Admiral soon would be there;
Jetpack Hunk tucked Bo snugly in bed,
While visions of raw fish and rice danced through their heads;
And Moeseph fresh-squeezed a kiwi for juice,
Perhaps to offer for a day-long truce;
When out by the kitchen arose a sound so absurd,
Like a thousand bouquets battling over a single dead bird.
I rushed to the kitchen to deal with the squatters,
When I noticed the Admiral in Canadian waters!
Cement-bag-head-man was there, manning the helm,
I knew I had entered a magical realm.
Just like that came the end of my story;
This must be what it’s like in Nethergatory.
I think I could do a poetry report on you guys. Just mounds and mounds of haiku. If any of you are published poets…
I mean, you could try it. Seems like at least some of you have a knack for it.
A belated happy fake birthday (March 29), Admiral! o7
Or is it an early happy real birthday? (May 4)
Definitely a somewhere inbetween birthdays day, so maybe I’m right on time for landing in the midst of a month-long birthday party!
Anyone even know that Firman is still alive?
Anyways, I agree that you guys should try being published poems. Just publish your less Moe-centric stuff.
Wait, who is keeping this site running?
It’s been without ads for years and without overwhelming traffic for more. Is it paid for by some eccentric sysadmin?
May the Fourth be with Moe:
Whether launched into Nethergatory,
Or stuck loitering in Scrabble Limbo,
Or speaking things derogatory
About your little bro.
Your life is an epic story
Like that of a galaxy far away, long ago!
While this might be out of the loop…I, a random drifter have just come across this site and found this person called Nimz who I am honestly surprised at for sticking through this for so long. Hats off to you, Nimz! I am dreadfully sorry for the passing years ago but I am glad that this site still exists to show and hold many memories for many people and maybe act as a remembrance for the times of the past for the new people like myself.
On this “May the Fourth be with you”
The haiku form I eschew
To come and say
“Happy Birthday!”
On the day when it is true.
There was an artist by the name of Firman
Who, of the admiralty we of him did determine.
He created Moe
and his brother Bo
And a jetpack hunk who is fluent in German.
Now throwing against his brother a tantrum
For having from Nethergatory come from,
Moe bends rules of Scrabble
By playing baby babble
Of something resembling a kind of drum.
Credit goes out to Nimz for keeping this comment section alive all these years later.
Hopefully, like Friends or Will and Grace (both far less deserving forms of media) this comic strip will be resurrected and burn brightly like a powerful phoenix in a post-Covid world.
Cinq cents bongos bong!
Moeseph plays his Scrabble wrong!
Roommate plays along.
Five hundred Scrabble tiles
Line the Scrabble aisles.
But Moe feels a bit unfairly stung,
For Eliot denies Moe’s native tongue:
Nixes “bongoy” types of wiles.
Five hundred raw fishes and rice on the wall!
Five hundred raw fishes and rice!
Take one down, pass it around,
Four hundred ninety nine raw fishes and rice on the wall!
(&c.)
A bygone advertising age
Is commemorated in this comment thread.
A cannon canon loaded with fish scales led
To a craft full of mines whose news had been spread
By a Wonderful Project’s stage.
Eight and a half years –
Moe was in prison for ten –
Infinite patience.
February 24th, 2014 at 7:57 pm
Today is a good day.
February 24th, 2014 at 8:20 pm
My only lament
Is that I didn’t post first…
But new Moe! Hooray!
Firman understands
The plight of the stupid ones
Playing tricky games
February 24th, 2014 at 10:18 pm
Moe is a linguist!
Unfortunately, cognates
From Baby are rare.
February 25th, 2014 at 12:04 am
new moe makes me giddy with excitement. thank you lord firman
February 25th, 2014 at 8:02 am
Yay new Moe! <3
February 25th, 2014 at 11:51 am
Has Elliot aged a bit since we last saw him? I think I see some gray about his temples …
THANK YOU SO MUCH, FIRMAN! Our wait has not been in vain!
February 25th, 2014 at 12:46 pm
Hey, we spoke the same language back in the day!
February 25th, 2014 at 2:46 pm
This is really great!
Thanks for putting this up, mate.
Moe never gets old.
February 25th, 2014 at 3:07 pm
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. This makes me happy.
February 25th, 2014 at 8:45 pm
Jetpack Hunk, meanwhile,
Is playing `Bo’ggle with Bo.
Both skip “bongoy”.
February 25th, 2014 at 9:07 pm
I don’t know the rules
Of Boggle, which is OK
Because I can’t spell
February 26th, 2014 at 5:09 am
ITSA MOE
February 26th, 2014 at 12:11 pm
Let me be one more to say HOORAY for the return of Moe.
February 26th, 2014 at 7:36 pm
OH MY GOD <3
February 26th, 2014 at 11:21 pm
DOUBLE CHRIS M.
<33
February 27th, 2014 at 7:26 pm
Oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God *deep breath FHUUUUUUUN* oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God oh my God
Oh wait Chris basically said that already. BUT STILL OH MY GOD.
This challenges Shawn Handyside’s crown with Staccato for longest dead-but-not-dead comic. Which basically means we’ll get a couple now (maybe) then nothing until another spurt in two years.
February 27th, 2014 at 9:20 pm
Ahh, the pee stains are but a distant memory.
February 28th, 2014 at 1:41 pm
Falos, you are right,
But you are also very wrong.
Admirals return.
February 28th, 2014 at 1:44 pm
Admirals always return
March 3rd, 2014 at 3:22 am
NEW MOE!!!!! , and i missed it
March 4th, 2014 at 12:51 pm
Gah gah. Gah goo goo.
Gah gah goo goo, go gah gah.
Poo poo poo poo poo.
March 5th, 2014 at 2:33 pm
My friends, where are you?
Oh yeah. Spring Break. It’s this week.
Or…am I…ignored?
March 5th, 2014 at 8:52 pm
In Australia
We don’t have spring break at all
It’s shitty Autumn
March 5th, 2014 at 8:54 pm
What is the new goal
For this to-be well of posts?
One Thousand again?
March 6th, 2014 at 3:05 am
we must strive for higher and higher goals. push it to the limit. on a highway to the danger zone. like lets aim for 1575 to start with. just a suggestion
March 7th, 2014 at 2:03 pm
I wonder if Moe still likes ethnic cuisine from his first language — like strained peas or sweet potato puree
March 8th, 2014 at 7:18 am
The Baby Gibberish culture has always been a bit of an anthropological mystery, because native speakers of it tend to be too ass-retarded to contribute usefully to any cultural studies…
March 9th, 2014 at 2:53 pm
*Squeals* *in a masculine manner*
March 9th, 2014 at 6:28 pm
HOLY CRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAP A NEW COMIC!!!!!!
March 9th, 2014 at 7:16 pm
B(3)O(1)N(1)G(2)O(1)Y(4)
Bongoy:
Like
A
Bongo
(Ba-
By Gibberish)
This is harder than 5-7-5. o_o
March 10th, 2014 at 2:39 am
This form is –
wait –
ugh.
too hard.
Well…
Let’s not do this.
March 10th, 2014 at 8:18 pm
Bongoy
For-
Mat: /
Like hai-
Ku
Without last line. /
(This was a haiku…)
March 10th, 2014 at 8:26 pm
I am doubtful of
That format’s similitude
To a true bongo.
March 11th, 2014 at 2:44 pm
Nimz, you mean the drums?
The ancient art of Bo Bo?
Or is it the game?
March 12th, 2014 at 2:48 am
Doesn’t matter which:
The resemblance is lacking
For any of those.
March 17th, 2014 at 6:46 pm
Our paths have crossed here
Yet our duties are elsewhere
My friends, bon goyage
March 17th, 2014 at 11:48 pm
A heartfelt farewell
Made inappropriately
Funny by typo
March 20th, 2014 at 12:43 pm
Bongoy – a French Yiddish word which means literally “good gentile.”
March 22nd, 2014 at 5:39 am
Moe’s true heritage?
Not that it even matters,
I think it’s over…
Has everyone resigned from their positions as Firman’s fan club?
March 22nd, 2014 at 10:15 am
Is that what this is?
I guess they’re Firman tribute.
The poems, I mean.
I come once a week.
I only poem so fast.
Maybe there’s new Moe.
March 23rd, 2014 at 3:31 am
If played off of Y,
Moe should be able to use
BONY or GOONY.
March 23rd, 2014 at 7:22 am
Goony? I don’t know…
The singular of Goonies?
Moe the son of Sloth?
March 24th, 2014 at 12:54 am
Goony – like a goon?
Or perhaps part of a phrase…
Goony birds are real.
March 28th, 2014 at 6:09 am
It’s happened you guys
Fans have deserted this place
A great derelict
Now we must decide
Do we continue the tale?
Or retire it here?
March 28th, 2014 at 10:51 am
soldier on dear fellows. our numbers may drops every now and then but fear not we shall always return. why I’ve been coming back to this comic for near 4 years now, and I do not see myself stopping anytime soon.
March 28th, 2014 at 10:51 am
soldier on dear fellows. our numbers may drops every now and then but fear not we shall always return. why I’ve been coming back to this comic for near 4 years now, and I do not see myself stopping anytime soon.
March 28th, 2014 at 10:52 am
wow it’s never let me accidentally double post before. this is a new occurrence to be sure
March 29th, 2014 at 1:37 am
Every year, there are hundreds of people have birthdays. But today is special, because it is for a special person, someone who is one in the hundreds.
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL FIRMAN! I hope it rocks out for you!
http://michaelfirman.ytmnd.com/
March 29th, 2014 at 3:10 am
Has it been a year?
Great glory and salutations!
May he live…..so long
March 29th, 2014 at 3:11 am
And Omi, Shaulim, Nimz, and Dr you are right and we shall prevail. Why is it when we are rewarded our spirits slack? Abandon human condition. Believe in the Moe.
(And then believe in Bo when Moe lets you down)
March 29th, 2014 at 5:51 am
A Happy Birthday
Is sure to come to Firman
With all our support
So… I don’t know what we do now…
Why Haiku? Why is the human condition so spiteful…
March 30th, 2014 at 5:39 pm
You made him a page?
You are much too kind, Keta.
gratz2u, Firman.
March 31st, 2014 at 12:32 am
Falos, that webpage
Has been around for some time.
It’s traditional.
That said, I do hope
Firman had an excellent
Day of birthdayness.
March 31st, 2014 at 12:50 am
The traditional date,
Set in March, late,
Has been oft avowed
By the Moe crowd.
There is no 2008.
March 31st, 2014 at 1:03 am
If in one gust I remove the conflagration,
“Nimz Your comment is awaiting moderation.”
Will disappear anon,
And all shall gaze upon
Proof of tradition, equipped with linked citation.
March 31st, 2014 at 6:10 am
I wouldn’t know
Where to go
To know what Nimz is talking about…
But I’d rather still be
Right here to see
Firman’s next comic come out
March 31st, 2014 at 8:37 pm
In limerick form,
Without the supporting links,
Here is what I said:
The traditional date,
Set in March, late,
Has been oft avowed
By the Moe crowd.
There is no 2008.
Links were to comments made regarding Admiral Firman’s birthday in 2012 (under Moe #426), 2011 (under Moe #359 – some digging required), 2010 (under Moe #336), and 2009 (under Moe #237). These supplement the 2013 comment link that did not get caught in moderation. The start of Moe on this site was about two weeks too late for any comments on the same date in 2008 to exist. Sadly I missed sending my birthday greetings to Admiral Firman on the right day this year. My only hope of recovery from that gaffe is that he May Four-give the oversight.
April 1st, 2014 at 10:03 pm
so wutur sayin is that michal firmna has had six bthdays ????
April 2nd, 2014 at 3:23 am
I’m pretty sure the Admiral is immortal
April 2nd, 2014 at 3:56 am
Firman, a phoenix:
Annually reborn each year
On the Fourth of May.
Like the one in myths,
The Admiral in dessert
Can live centuries.
April 2nd, 2014 at 11:14 pm
so y i micahel firman admirable whatdid he du did he bet the olymphics????
April 3rd, 2014 at 6:22 am
Sherk the (dumb) ogre:
Gramatically challenged
Mocking our tributes
Firman the phoenix
Will rise from his black ashes
And scorch this big jerk
April 3rd, 2014 at 8:20 pm
Comic four-five-one
is immensely rewarding
upon re-reading.
April 3rd, 2014 at 11:12 pm
i m nt a jerk im an ogre n im not grammticaly challengd i just hav big ogrehand s so it is hardd to ytpe on keybords
April 4th, 2014 at 12:50 am
Put conflict aside;
Let’s just enjoy creations
From some guy (Firman)
April 4th, 2014 at 12:45 pm
The Admiral’s Ship
Is a crew of all takers.
The Doctor is right.
April 6th, 2014 at 3:22 am
Another Sunday here.
Is this the beginning now?
Or is it week’s end?
April 6th, 2014 at 8:37 am
Sunday is the start:
Because no-one with a brain
Likes a Monday start
April 7th, 2014 at 11:10 am
The Doctor is wise.
Let us rest before we work
And end with more rest.
April 7th, 2014 at 11:10 am
(Unless you work Saturday & Sunday, for which I am sorry. I do too and it does suck)
April 7th, 2014 at 12:42 pm
Hababa bloobie.
Goo goo ga ga Blabagoo.
Babu, babu, blegh.
April 7th, 2014 at 10:55 pm
i didnt know moe was from the babykingdom
April 8th, 2014 at 1:17 pm
Would that Bo the Baby King?
April 11th, 2014 at 8:34 am
A couple days passed
Without any form of poem
So here’s a haiku
April 11th, 2014 at 8:38 am
It occurs to me that, in our shared admiration for the Admiral, we’ve all come together and shared time with one another… but are we friends? I don’t know anything about any of you… Nimz, Haiku, Omi, Falos… who are you?
April 11th, 2014 at 12:56 pm
Are we similar?
Bonded by common language?
Maybe that’s just “poo”.
April 11th, 2014 at 1:37 pm
Poo poo poo poo poo:
Poo poo poo poo poo poo poo,
Poo poo poo poo poo.
There is deep meaning
In the previous haiku:
Poo punctuation.
April 11th, 2014 at 2:43 pm
we are the loyal disciples of the admiral. outside of that i’m an out of work student with too much spare time.
April 12th, 2014 at 11:57 pm
Dr, I am Gregory. I sell books and live in Texas. Equally as well, I am interested in learning the other disciples of the Admiral and his creations.
April 13th, 2014 at 2:05 am
I am student, too.
The discipline I study
Is Mathematics.
My current speech mode
Is stuck in Five-Seven-Five.
It’s a numbers game.
In my spare time… HAH!
Grad students don’t get spare time.
(Vanishing excuse)
April 13th, 2014 at 3:04 am
Studies elude me
I am just some deadbeat guy
Who tutors kids
I finished high school
And don’t wanna start Uni
Sometimes I travel
But always with Moe
I checked this site from afar:
Mexico, Cuba
April 14th, 2014 at 9:43 pm
Just a wanderer
Wasting time on webcomics
A techie by trade
April 15th, 2014 at 1:17 am
Boredom strikes again
Like doorknob to the face
Or a sack of bricks…
~poo~
April 15th, 2014 at 12:34 pm
I once had passion
For computer programming
Now it’s just a job.
April 15th, 2014 at 2:36 pm
im an ogre
April 15th, 2014 at 11:31 pm
That intro was brief
Are you really that simple?
I’m sure you’ve layers
*punshades*
April 15th, 2014 at 11:51 pm
Falos you monster
Stereotyping our friend
Based on a cartoon
April 16th, 2014 at 10:41 am
Like Palindr’moe’
I once programmed computers
Now just a lawyer
April 16th, 2014 at 12:34 pm
Life story Haikus
Seem a little more… resigned…
Than normal chit-chat
April 16th, 2014 at 10:40 pm
plz dun streotypes ogres are hv felings too but wre jus misundrstoods b/c peopl see our ogre fac n ar like (oh ur n ogre u mus not hav feelins) when we doo
April 18th, 2014 at 2:20 am
Gone so long, I have
But glad to see the home fires.
Burning. Like my pants.
April 20th, 2014 at 5:23 am
Friends by nic only,
It is the Internet way.
Afraid to email.
Megatokyo,
Then Goblins gone to madness,
Ghost forums live on.
Of epic tales is
Stand Still Stay Silent alone?
Valiant Minna!
It is the end, friend.
No Christmas for us this year.
Enjoy these moments.
April 20th, 2014 at 8:25 pm
At least we still have Easter this year, today.
April 22nd, 2014 at 10:05 am
3 days and no talk…
I hope everyone is fine
And just chilling out
April 22nd, 2014 at 5:05 pm
I guess I’m sorry
But I might be ironic?
I’m really not sure
I’m slow and confused
Culture became dynamic
Too many
(‘ •_•)>⌐■-■
(⌐■_■)
“Layers.”
April 25th, 2014 at 3:44 am
(Non-Haiku for Falos. That’s an awesome Kirby)
April 27th, 2014 at 1:10 am
(> ‘.’)>
April 28th, 2014 at 4:38 am
Hilarious joke;
Haiku’s appreciation
And then brief silence…
It’s my 18th on Thursday, everyone wish me a happy birthday!
April 28th, 2014 at 10:41 am
Happy birthday! I give you the 99th comment for your birthday present
April 29th, 2014 at 1:45 am
Doramjan-guy,
He is from the Future-land.
His Thursday – is now.
April 29th, 2014 at 4:31 am
Psychadelic Stuff
I’m still living in Tuesday…
Who wins the lotto?
April 30th, 2014 at 1:57 pm
Good Doctor M-ski,
The lotto depends on you.
I forget your home.
May 1st, 2014 at 2:02 am
In Australia
It’s called (aptly) “Ozlotto”
Help me win, Haiku
May 1st, 2014 at 2:41 am
Dear Doctor Oz-M,
It is now Thursday, over here.
Good luck! Scratch and win!
May 1st, 2014 at 1:35 pm
DrMorganski, I recommend you use the following numbers for your Ozlotto:
4, 14, 17, 28, 31, 50, Powerball 11
May 1st, 2014 at 5:28 pm
Doramjam is young.
But for a gamer that’s not?
I’m slow and confused.
http://games.slashdot.org/story/14/04/16/0035231/your-starcraft-ii-potential-peaked-at-age-24
May 2nd, 2014 at 4:53 am
Hi again, Moe-friends.
Good news! I got my license!
New job too (maybe)
May 2nd, 2014 at 8:26 pm
But is this lotto?
Doctor Oz-Morganski, Sir!
Did you win the cash?
May 3rd, 2014 at 4:46 am
Um…Uh… I did not.
I was just too young before…
But not anymore!
May 4th, 2014 at 9:28 pm
Happy Rebirthday, Admiral Firman!
May 4th, 2014 at 11:50 pm
Happy Michael Birthday Firman!
May 5th, 2014 at 1:14 pm
Happy Admiral Birthday!
May 5th, 2014 at 1:16 pm
(Belated)
May 5th, 2014 at 2:46 pm
Happy Ad-day, Birth-miral!
May 8th, 2014 at 10:15 am
Days go by without
Usual warmth and company.
Where have the fans gone?
May 9th, 2014 at 7:08 am
jesus I was away for ages. and I totally missed the admirals birthday. I’ve let him down, and I’ve let the team down. must commit sudoku
May 9th, 2014 at 8:36 am
Committing Haiku would be fine too; anything that’s vaguely oriental would do
May 9th, 2014 at 12:42 pm
This is vaguely oriental!
http://www.rawbh.com/
May 11th, 2014 at 9:30 pm
Things that are vaguely oriental:
Starcraft
MMORPGs
Cranes
Martial arts
Paper lanterns
Fortune cookies
That girl’s tattoo
May 11th, 2014 at 11:09 pm
That Raw Fish and Rice place does sound vaguely oriental… in the vaguest sense, anyone live in Beverly Hills?
May 12th, 2014 at 11:06 am
In the vaguest sense, I had family who lived there but no longer. I still have family that live -near- there, but not forever.
May 12th, 2014 at 6:54 pm
Raw fish and rice spot?
Would it be too bold to say
“ROAD TRIP FOR MEETUP!!!”?
May 12th, 2014 at 11:15 pm
Nimz you renegade,
internet meetups are bold…
And I live in Aus
Although, to be fair,
I’m visiting LA soon.
In late July…
May 13th, 2014 at 9:07 am
A road trip from Oz
To the large U S of A;
More of a sea trip.
May 13th, 2014 at 10:03 am
Moe Meetup at Raw Fish and Rice? ROAD TRIP, ROAD TRIP!
May 13th, 2014 at 6:33 pm
Late July, you say?
That’s when you come to LA?
Raw fish and rice day!
May 14th, 2014 at 5:45 am
The greatest words rhyme,
but are they foolish this time?
Would this be a crime?
I’m up for it!
May 15th, 2014 at 11:02 am
I’ll be in Northern California the last weekend in July.. What a coincidence! Maybe I can catch a train down to LA
May 15th, 2014 at 11:04 am
The real questions are
Can the Admiral make it?
Does he eat raw fish?
May 19th, 2014 at 3:04 am
If this meetup is
What glory it will be forever.
Already tears of joy.
May 19th, 2014 at 8:47 am
A strange occurence
Strangers bonding over Moe
In a stranger place…
May 22nd, 2014 at 9:45 am
This plan is stupid.
Driving across the country?
(might go anyway)
May 27th, 2014 at 12:41 pm
Out to sea, I was
seeking our famed Admiral
Alas, he was in port.
May 29th, 2014 at 10:09 am
I sadly must be one of the few who cannot make the raw fish and rice gathering as the US of A is much too far away for me to reach on my current budget. i’ll eat fish fingers and rish crackers to be with you guys in spirit
May 31st, 2014 at 2:14 pm
I can toast to that:
To Omi and rish crackers!
And fish fingers, too.
June 2nd, 2014 at 1:33 am
Someday Omi,
Someday
June 5th, 2014 at 1:58 pm
Throwback Thursday!
http://www.firmanproductions.com/?p=403
GROSS!
June 9th, 2014 at 3:32 am
Ew, ew, ew, ew, EEW!
Why would you do that, Doram?
I ought to brain you.
June 9th, 2014 at 11:06 pm
A terrible choice
Of heartwarming memories
It was, infact, gross
In LA from 21st July -> 27th, Raw Fish and Rice day is when?
June 10th, 2014 at 9:10 am
I’ll be in San Francisco from 24th to 27th. Anyone know an easy way to get from SF to LA and back? Is it too unreasonable to make a crazy trip to meet some other Moe fans?
June 11th, 2014 at 12:24 am
For a scenic route,
The Pacific Coast Highway
Might be a good choice.
A quick look at California roadway maps indicate the 1 (PCH mentioned above) and the 101 both go through SF and LA. If you want to drive, that’s one possible route. Google maps seems to think taking the 580 (eastbound) to the 5 (which goes all the way to LA) is the best route. It’s “only” about 380 miles (about 6h in current traffic — of course “current” is 9pm in California). Depending on the car, you ought to be able to make it one way on a single tank of gas.
So the driving option round trip would be ~12h on the road and about $80 if you drive a car that gets relatively decent fuel economy. Crazy? Absolutely. Unreasonable? Your call.
Booking a flight (SFO — LAX / LAX — SFO) would probably cost about twice as much as driving, but a) faster transit (probably still faster with airport security factored in), b) you don’t have to worry as much about insane California drivers. I would suggest looking for what deals you can get on a flight — you might find something my surface-scratching didn’t.
You can try looking up bus/train routes, but I have no experience with California’s bus and train routes. It looks like the least expensive way to get from SF to LA and back, but I don’t know how close to schedule / how comfortable / etc. it would be.
June 11th, 2014 at 3:35 pm
oh maaaaaan! what a crock
July travel plans just changed…
Off to New Orleans
(well crap… I’ll have to hit a Moe meetup some other time)
June 11th, 2014 at 9:20 pm
First is a colon
Then the close parenthesis
sadfrown.jpg
June 12th, 2014 at 5:14 am
Ah, Doramjan. So it looks like you are…
(•_•)
( •_•)>⌐■-■
(⌐■_■)
… going to LA after all.
June 13th, 2014 at 10:53 pm
We may, someday, have the very first Moecon someday.
June 15th, 2014 at 12:03 am
Someday.
In LA.
What do you say?
(Update every way)
June 15th, 2014 at 7:25 am
Let Moecon begin
This July; Los Angeles
Whoo let’s do it guys
June 16th, 2014 at 1:23 am
A flippant comment
Spiralling out of control.
`Moe’re raw fish and rice?
DrMorganski, I suggest
You decide Moecon’s date now, lest
In waiting until late July
Others are unable to try
Scheduling themselves as a guest.
June 16th, 2014 at 1:43 am
Very well I propose
(In a more western prose)
That the 23rd be the date
For Moecon’s first fate
Before the time slot is closed
June 16th, 2014 at 11:01 am
The date is perfect
But. I live in Texas. Dang.
Next year, in L A?
June 16th, 2014 at 2:01 pm
Alas, such things are not in my agenda. I am a fervent East Coaster, and every time I’ve been in California I’ve felt myself wanting to explode. I know not why it brings me to such rage. Perhaps it’s the price of tobacco, or gasoline, or just being several thousand miles from where you belong.
But, to all the rest, enjoy! Hoist your raw fish and rice and look to the sea!
June 16th, 2014 at 3:38 pm
Fren, I too am an east coaster (mid-Atlantic). Let us organize a MoeConEast — in Moe’cean City!
June 16th, 2014 at 10:19 pm
Looks like it’s a bust;
I’m not going to Moecon
If I’ll be alone
June 17th, 2014 at 3:10 pm
When you’re all alone
MoeCon happens around you
You can’t not attend.
June 19th, 2014 at 7:33 pm
Palindr’moe’ is the wisdom within the wisdom of wisdom itself.
June 19th, 2014 at 9:18 pm
Wise
June 22nd, 2014 at 8:10 pm
Wisdom of the wise
To make wise the wizened eyes
Answers Best Pie’s whys.
In case you were wondering, the answer is “Because.”
June 24th, 2014 at 9:21 pm
Rhyming haiku, man…
Or are these simply koan?
Raw fish and rice plan.
Creative juice spill:
There is a leak in the still.
What is all this swill?
Disconnected thoughts
Hide the insomniac’s plots:
Confuse the robots.
The Moe within us –
Inner hare is suspicious
Without hair to muss.
June 25th, 2014 at 12:11 am
Perhaps we can plan
The next Moe-Con in Japan,
Or Firmanistan?
I think I feel ill,
Ever since I ate my fill
Of raw rice and krill!
I’m tortured by thoughts
Of ripe, avocado cots;
My mind’s tied in knots.
There’s no need to fuss:
Do a good that’s double-plus—
Don’t drive; ride the bus!
June 27th, 2014 at 8:21 pm
(Man, you guys are so much better at this rhyming thing than I am)
(Two hats off to you! One with both hands but each to its gentleman. I shan’t give up but damn if I’m going to be careful when I try)
June 29th, 2014 at 1:56 pm
Know the Moesday and keep it Moesy.
July 3rd, 2014 at 2:04 pm
Know the Thursday and keep it…wait, I missed a few days here.
July 7th, 2014 at 7:04 pm
It’s so hot today,
I wouldn’t call it Moesday.
It’s more like Fry-day.
July 7th, 2014 at 9:08 pm
Haiku’s right, those are hard acts to follow.
…fer ser’isly though
I came for mo’ Moe
and got served out the do’h
Now I don’t even know
what to do where to go
I ain’t fit for the show
I ain’t match toe to toe
I’ll get pwnd mo’ fo’ sho’
bros be fast I be slow
I done lost all my soul
I done lost my row row
ain’t fight powa no mo’
I’m ashamed to throw mo’
I’m ashamed to throw Moe
I give up I’ll go home
*morosely trudges away reeking of failure*
July 8th, 2014 at 6:51 am
*’moe’rosely trudges away* is what he meant to say, I’m sure
July 9th, 2014 at 1:25 am
I stand corrected. By which I mean slouch pathetically.
July 10th, 2014 at 10:35 pm
This comments section has taken a turn for the macabre…
July 11th, 2014 at 3:09 pm
Let’s turn those frowns upside down!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ayGkA-vxrMc
….oops
July 12th, 2014 at 6:21 pm
To Citizen Doramjan, I must inquire:
This Moe’cean City of which you speak? Would that be the New Jersey, Maryland, or some other vacant seaside trap to which tourists gather to singe beneath the fury and might of the merciless daystar?
July 20th, 2014 at 9:17 am
Moe’cean City in NJ or in MD! They’re both about the same distance for me. I recently partook of the vitamin D from the merciless sunstar at one of those Moe’cean Cities ^_^
July 23rd, 2014 at 7:34 am
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to do it for you? Plz respond as I’m looking to design my own blog and would like to find out where u got this
from. many thanks
July 23rd, 2014 at 9:46 am
Alas, Convertible car seat, the best way to reach our Admiral Firman is to write your questions neatly upon a piece of fine vellum, roll it up tightly into a wine bottle, seal tightly with a cork and wax and toss it into the nearest sea.
July 23rd, 2014 at 10:16 am
Or email. Email works for me 😉
July 23rd, 2014 at 2:08 pm
Email and bottled vellum are equally effective in teaching the Admiral, but it’s hard to attach a return address to a bottle
July 27th, 2014 at 11:55 am
One simply keeps faith in the sea to return missives to the proper shore. The sea cannot be faulted that the land brooks no faith with it. Simply walk the shore.
August 1st, 2014 at 3:00 pm
When Moe decided to dabble
In a friendly game of Scrabble,
He saw nothing wrong, though he
Played the word BONGOY, [*]
“Let it slide—it’s a good bit of babble!”
[*] Pronounce that BON-GO-Y, not BON-GOY, of course.
August 6th, 2014 at 8:57 am
Once active forum
Patiently waiting for Moe
Haiku deficit
August 6th, 2014 at 3:02 pm
A month’s vacation
From writing Moeseph haiku?
What is wrong with me???
August 7th, 2014 at 3:21 pm
What has happened here?
Such long breaks for all of us
I hope we still care…
Perhaps the saying
Works in reverse fashion too
“Mossy stones don’t roll”?
August 8th, 2014 at 1:44 am
This gret, recurring,
I must confess: disturbing,
Not reassuring!
On July two-three,
Rice and raw fish? No, not me.
Bad con attendee.
August 10th, 2014 at 3:20 pm
A Garish huge ad
Selling garish huge ad space
Garishly remains
Would such a purchase
Coax the admiral back out?
It’s damn cheap enough…
August 11th, 2014 at 10:01 am
It’s about time for Moe to find a new love interest. It’s been far too long since Toothabootha
August 13th, 2014 at 8:20 am
I kept to my word however, whilst nimz may have missed the moe-con I stayed true to my promise and ate fish sticks and rish crackers. that garish huge ad space does seem like it could be filled with some tribute to lord firman. perhaps a fan inspired portrait of his admiral-ness looking righteously radical or some such business. as a gift to let the admiral know these will always be safe harbours for him
August 14th, 2014 at 3:53 am
Let me tell you, lads*,
The Project Wonderful ads
Probably need links.
From what I’ve heard,
You may say, from a small bird,
They must be your links.
* and lasses, of course.
This note done, I will now force
It to end with “links.”
August 14th, 2014 at 8:04 pm
Nimz, your huge effort
To squeeze any old dumb thing
In Haiku is great
But just to include
Explanatory clauses*
Deserves huge applause
*the asterisk thing
Well done Nimz, we’re very proud.
Clever and Helpful
August 19th, 2014 at 1:24 am
I’m not quite sure why, but I never play Scrabble. It’s fun enough, though.
(575)
August 22nd, 2014 at 9:21 pm
Some dumb minecraft ad
Has taken up residence.
Well… It is something
Perhaps the 5 cents
Of new extra revenue
Will awake Firman?
September 5th, 2014 at 11:54 am
Silence about us
Poetry interruptus
Haiku hiatus
September 5th, 2014 at 12:35 pm
Gentlemen …
LOAD THE CANNON WITH NICKELS.
September 8th, 2014 at 9:07 pm
I have no nickels.
I only have these fish scales.
Should I put them in?
September 9th, 2014 at 1:24 am
Nimz your mastery
Of words and of formatting
Is quite astounding
September 9th, 2014 at 3:35 am
So… the easter egg
Has an easter egg within –
Another haiku.*
* If my mastery
Of formatting was complete,
There would be line breaks.
September 12th, 2014 at 1:59 pm
And thus, be they nickels Canadian or ‘Murican, our plan is afoot! We shall either fund the Admiral with nickels, or fish scales, or we shall merrily botch the shot and land the mass of coin near his ship. If the latter, here’s hoping that it causes a swell that brings him to port awhile.
September 17th, 2014 at 6:21 am
A change in format:
It doesn’t start that way, but
I will try to rap
It occurred to me just now
how
word games in the comments of the comic of
word games like Scrabble being played
by Moe
can be displayed to show
a self-referential flow.
Meta, you could say.
Betta’ check today –
gotta see, will there be
a new Moe, four-fifty-two.
A new Bo, your super IQ.
And Jetpack Hunk,
that sixpack hunk,
does he even have a bunk?
Or will the cannon become canon,
spewing nickels spelled with an N,
bring our admiral, true and fair,
bring him with the charts from where
his travels went, to share?
And there
we prepare
to show
we care.
September 21st, 2014 at 10:59 pm
Dearest Eliot,
Please forgive Moe’s playing in
Baby gibberish.
Sincerely,
Raw Fish and Rice, Intl.
September 22nd, 2014 at 4:06 am
Comment two hundred
Is quickly approaching us
Who will take the prize?
September 22nd, 2014 at 10:56 am
The prize is not mine to take, nor to give. I merely add to the pile.
September 22nd, 2014 at 2:22 pm
I hereby will take
Commend one hundred nine eight.
Two Hundred cometh!
September 22nd, 2014 at 7:16 pm
It’s probably Nimz
With some long-ass bit of text
In some stranger form
Or maybe it’s me
Posting again after this
Like a real big jerk
Or perhaps It’s Fren
Or even that Doramjan
Those big fat liars!
Omi or Haiku?
What have those guys been up to?
Plotting, probably
Also Palindr’moe’
Might say something funny next
To steal two hundred
September 26th, 2014 at 1:08 pm
I’ll be over there. They’re playing Pictionary. Scrabble just got old.
September 29th, 2014 at 9:12 am
Not with a bang, but a whimper. Well, gentlemen … to the next level!
October 3rd, 2014 at 2:17 am
The sky’s the limit. We can write until time ends. Or when Moe updates?
October 4th, 2014 at 6:22 am
Autumn, two weeks in.
Spring, in the far Southern realms.
Moe, still in season.
October 7th, 2014 at 4:13 pm
Ninety-eight percent
Of stats made up just now say
A tall ad shows up.
October 12th, 2014 at 1:32 am
Slow commenting week.
Writer’s block in the comments?
We need a tetris!
October 21st, 2014 at 8:05 am
Perhaps we have to accept
That this phase, at which he was adept
Is now over in the admiral’s life
And stop putting ourselves through such strife
October 21st, 2014 at 7:20 pm
To accept thus is to abandon the spirit of our motley community. To break faith is to nullify all we are.
October 22nd, 2014 at 7:17 am
How strange, indeed
that a community’s seed
Can vanish while the plant survives
What lives we lead
Where the things we need
Don’t exist, but we still manage to thrive?
October 23rd, 2014 at 9:14 am
avast, I had noticed comments were slow coming and could not think of something to write, but at the mere suggestion that it is time to let go I shall turn to someone who said it much better than I ever could:
WE SHALL NOT
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED
WEEEEEE SHALL NOT
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED
WEEEEEE SHALLLLL NOT
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVEEEED
October 28th, 2014 at 2:34 pm
Speak for yourself, but
Don’t let the world deceive you,
I shall not be ‘Moe’ved
October 29th, 2014 at 12:56 am
Just saw some repost
“Asshole Pokemon Trainer”
It was by Firman 😀
November 16th, 2014 at 3:13 am
Deer Moe,
It’s good to see you bonding with an actual human being over a friendly game. Please remember that you have a brother that really really loves you, even when you’re being a (in the words of his language) a poo. Spending time with other human beings can be a good thing, but your family is really important. I think that Bo is all you have left of family now that your parents and uncle are out of the picture. Make the time to be happy with him or there may come a time when you will gret it. And then you’ll gret it again and again and again. And that would be tragic.
Love,
Buck
I found this letter
In a wooded area
With raw fish and rice.
November 17th, 2014 at 1:48 pm
For this Thanksgiving
I will serve a Moe themed treat:
some raw fish and rice
November 25th, 2014 at 10:30 am
Is the art of conversation dead?
November 25th, 2014 at 2:16 pm
No no no, it’s just mostly dead. There’s a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead means it’s still a little bit alive!
Anyway, I present to you A Day in the Life of Moseph Pontoon Dope
I read the news today, oh boy
About a Moe P. Dope who stayed in bed.
And though the news was rather sad,
Well I just had to laugh —
The pitted avocado half…
It tasted so very nice
With raw fish and rice.
A crowd of people gabbed and stared
They’d seen the Admiral’s work before –
Nobody was really sure if Eliot could get Moe out of bed.
At last a Scrabble game ensued.
And at the set of letters that Moe used,
A crowd of people turned away,
But I just had to look, having read the B O N G O Y.
Okay, maybe I should stay away from filking for now, and get to what that was all a setup for: Bidet (B-Day) in the Life of Moseph Pontoon Dope
“What kind of present is a second sink in the lavatory?”
I don’t have anything (yet) for C Day in the Life of Moseph Pontoon Dope. <_<
November 26th, 2014 at 7:51 am
I always enjoy checking back in every day to see if something new and juicy has been added to the comments, unfortunately I often lack inspiration to comment but feeling that there is a looming collapse of community here I am going to throw this out there.
what is your favourite local place to indulge in the ultimate of treats: Raw fish and rice?
my favourite place locally would probably be my local sushi train, it’s not actually that good but it’s the only halfway decent place in my area sadly.
November 26th, 2014 at 7:52 am
that is in Newcastle Australia by the way, forgot to say what city, in case people dig travelling no idea about the name of the joint tho,
November 27th, 2014 at 12:41 am
Alas, dear Omi,
It has been many years since
I last ate that treat.
As a grad student,
It is my obligation
To starve for knowledge.
November 27th, 2014 at 1:18 pm
Happy Moe’sgiving, my Friends.
Sorry I’ve been gone so long.
Not a Haiku.
November 28th, 2014 at 12:15 am
Ugh, the turkey, it is too much for me, it even consumed my pre-dinner drunken tomfoolery. Curse you, fewds! Curse your delicious ways!
November 29th, 2014 at 3:00 am
We gather again. We cherish these companions. It’s all thanks to Moe.
November 29th, 2014 at 10:26 pm
What absurd occurrence it is that we only seek to rebuild our sense of community, when we feel it collapsing.
I feel only able to sympathise with Omi, as a fellow Australian (in Canberra) I must force my feelings of togetherness on what you call Thanksgiving. But isn’t any gathering of weird companions deserving of thanks?
Thank you my strangers
For enriching all our lives
In a stranger way
November 30th, 2014 at 2:50 am
Forget not, Doctor:
Canadian Thanksgiving
Is in October.
And remember well,
Our beloved Admiral
Is Canadian.
December 1st, 2014 at 11:18 am
Canadian Thanksgiving, wherein they give thanks for being Canadian? I can get behind that. Even if they serve mouse stuffed with poutine and Labatt Blue on the side, I could still get behind that.
December 1st, 2014 at 3:16 pm
I think I’d leave the mouse to the cats. Moose, on the other hand… or even mousse… * contemplates mousse stuffed with poutine *
‘Twas a month before Christmas, and Moe had his kiwi juice.
Not a delicacy was stirring, not even a poutine-stuffed mousse.
The raw fish and rice were set up at the firmanproductions website
In hopes that the Admiral would bring a new Moe strip to light.
The commenters used prose and they used haiku
And other forms of writing and poetry, too.
The hunk with his jetpack and beautiful chin angle
Set up a tree and made it to spangle.
To be continued???
December 4th, 2014 at 7:02 pm
If you tried to play “spangle” in scrabble, I would probably challenge it
Like what does that even mean?
December 5th, 2014 at 6:06 am
By wikitionary,
It’s ornamental metal,
Or a small sparkly.
December 5th, 2014 at 1:22 pm
Such a gaffe, of course I intended for moose, I know not how that U snuck in. Canada is far too wealthy a nation to serve mouse!
December 8th, 2014 at 3:57 am
Thanksgiving has passed us
The gathering broken
There’s little else left we can say.
At this point I reckon
That we should all check on
The holidays coming out way.
December 9th, 2014 at 2:48 am
Christmas poetry:
Not forthcoming. There is no
To be continued.
At least, not for The Night Before Christ`Moe’s. At least, not by my hand anytime soon.
Moe, playing Scrabble,
Stuck in moments eternal,
Makes baby babble.
December 16th, 2014 at 8:45 am
Here’s some Christmas trivia to stir up conversation…
The word Avocado comes from the Aztec word for testicle…
Play that in your next scrabble game, despite it not being even remotely offensive
No poetry today
June 4th, 2016 at 7:18 pm
An old revenant
Is back from digital hell
But is the fan club?
June 4th, 2016 at 9:39 pm
The comments return,
From whence, aye, I do not know;
The fans will come home.
June 8th, 2016 at 1:01 pm
why do i always get dragged into a new comic, it happens like every two days!
June 10th, 2016 at 11:03 pm
“New” is the wrong word
Perhaps “arcane” is better
But it’s pretty sweet
June 20th, 2016 at 1:33 pm
Cheers! Glorious day!
Faithfulness is rewarded.
Can’t ever stop the Moe.
June 24th, 2016 at 2:13 am
Four days here and gone
My friends, come back to the Moe.
His whiteness returns.
June 24th, 2016 at 7:40 am
Tick tock tick tock tick
Time crawls but Moe remains still
Struggling at scrabble
June 29th, 2016 at 2:42 pm
Scrabble is old now.
Words with Friends is the new game.
Poor Moe. No friends here.
July 8th, 2016 at 8:11 pm
Wordy brick by brick
We build a strange pyramid
A tomb for Moe Dope
July 13th, 2016 at 2:30 am
Do my eyes deceive?
Fan babble back from reprieve?
I dare to believe!
July 15th, 2016 at 3:41 pm
Two years later,
When Firman’s fandom gived up,
Problem Sleuth’s fandom come here
cause homestuck just ended.
July 16th, 2016 at 10:30 pm
^TakeaNap this is true.
However.
Moe may be dead or alive.
Also, why is it 10 CENTS for an ad?
Really. Moe needs ‘moe’ ‘moe’ny.
July 16th, 2016 at 10:31 pm
For those who have come here from PS and like HS: There are a few commenters who liken themselves to characters. However a few are kind of obscure.
Regardless the conversations are cool.
July 16th, 2016 at 10:42 pm
Sniff.
No ‘Moe’ Moe?
July 17th, 2016 at 2:43 am
The Admiral loves
Our wacky wacko circus
He never forgets
Maternal support
Reaches to infinity
But who mothers whom?
July 17th, 2016 at 2:57 am
Firman, we love you
You have no obligation
Love is not pressure
July 17th, 2016 at 3:03 am
No one is waiting
We are just celebrating
Things we like
Gratitude is hard
It can really be confused
For expectation
July 17th, 2016 at 11:36 am
wait…this is still active?!
Someone buy ads so we can get Firman’s attention!
July 17th, 2016 at 1:44 pm
People please check out my series of comments starting on 399 Aptronym.
They are a spoof of the Courtroom scenes and include a variety of characters including the Officers.
July 18th, 2016 at 12:34 am
We’ve always been here
The site suffered tech issues
For two long, long, years
One day it was fixed
Like a bolt out of the blue
Nobody knows why
July 18th, 2016 at 12:34 am
Firman knows what’s up
I email with him sometimes
He’s very grateful
July 18th, 2016 at 12:36 am
Syllabic mistakes
Hidden in yesterday’s post
Oopsie daisy, shh
July 18th, 2016 at 7:03 am
Love pile
Keeps getting taller.
Well-hid haiku.
July 18th, 2016 at 7:05 am
Title text on here
(Also known as hover text)
Does not work: iPad.
July 18th, 2016 at 4:37 pm
You guys are going to be here until the end of time from the looks of it ._.
Kudos for loyalty and all, I’m just a little suprised.
July 18th, 2016 at 6:00 pm
In manners that span
Time, fans share reality
via speech capsules
July 18th, 2016 at 6:15 pm
Hey Dr. Morgan somethingerother
does that mean we are going to get a Moe update (preferably regular ones and a little less cubist) soon?
July 21st, 2016 at 9:56 pm
Expectation is
The enemy of desire.
Enjoy what exists.
Ask not for more Moe
Live for the Moe that lives now
Futures are cloudy
July 21st, 2016 at 9:57 pm
A small addendum
Despite other opinions
Cubism is cool
July 22nd, 2016 at 10:24 am
Meanwhile, somewhere in
An alternate universe,
Picasso leaps time:
“Firman’s ‘cubism’ –
I could do something like that,
Once back in the past.”
July 22nd, 2016 at 10:54 pm
Future plagiarist
Multidimensionally
Unoriginal
July 23rd, 2016 at 3:33 pm
Sincere flattery
At its acme, so they say,
Is imitation.
July 29th, 2016 at 8:46 pm
“Define acme please”
I asked google, not knowing.
Next time in scrabble
August 5th, 2016 at 12:15 am
Cluttering the grid
With lines of bongo-like words,
Scrabble piece clatter.
A near-weekly dose
Of limited form writing
That keeps the mind sharp.
Kumquats: a bingo!
But raw fish and rice still wins:
TRIPLE HAIKU SCORE!!!
August 10th, 2016 at 6:21 am
A poet appears,
Leaves a note in the scrabble,
Says, “Bongoy was here.”
August 15th, 2016 at 6:05 am
Oh, to squint one’s ears
Like some strange youthful creature
With great face control
August 18th, 2016 at 11:38 pm
Ear-squint Olympics:
Sadly this event does not
Appear in Rio.
August 19th, 2016 at 9:34 pm
To secede seems like
The only rational move;
Start the ‘Moe’lympics
August 19th, 2016 at 11:02 pm
Moe fans, I’m sad to notify you that Doramjan, Ryan Durham, passed away suddenly in May 2015. We were engaged in early January 2015. He and I met right after his trip to New Orleans in 2014 and I fell in love with everything about him. I missed him a lot tonight and luckily found this site with so many of his comments. It made me smile and remember all the good times! Thank you for that. You may join us in mourning him on Facebook. Search for “Remembering and Honoring Ryan Durham,” a page, and “Remembering Ryan Durham,” a group on Facebook. He is missed by so many!
August 19th, 2016 at 11:07 pm
“doramjan” came from how the Armenian people he served while a missionary pronounced his last name, “Doram,” and the word “dear,” “darling,” or “honey.” I’m guessing that’s what they called him. His ex-wife is Armenian.
August 20th, 2016 at 6:16 am
My condolences
In the artform of this land:
Haiku for Ryan.
As tribute to Durham,
Let’s prepare some raw fish and
Armenian rice.
Doramjan: a friend,
And fiance apparent,
Too soon left this earth.
Thank you for your words,
Dear Doramjan’s fiancee.
It’s sad, but thank you.
August 20th, 2016 at 9:42 am
The haikus of past
Were of an upbeat nature
This is different
To be included
As a relic of Ryan’s
Is of importance
We are all mournful
Thank you for celebrating
Life through poetry
August 20th, 2016 at 7:13 pm
I have not the words
Sorrow so great, my heart bursts.
God speed, my Moe-friend.
August 23rd, 2016 at 11:27 pm
Life can be a drag
Death, isolation, lost love
At least we have this
August 31st, 2016 at 8:33 pm
Time passes onward
Everything changes but still,
Bongoy is timeless
September 6th, 2016 at 2:03 pm
Honestly I liked the It was Definitely wasn’t like most of the pork I’ve had Definitely a Than I’m used I’ll give the sugar a try!
September 7th, 2016 at 11:52 am
Some predictive text
Appears to be quite present
Really strange nonsense
September 7th, 2016 at 11:57 pm
I liked it, honest
Wasn’t like most pork I’ve had
Give sugar a try
(Spam comment in haiku form, inspired by bridalshowerinvite)
September 19th, 2016 at 5:40 pm
What?! We’re all still here?
Oh…. We are here. But not all.
I miss doramjan.
September 20th, 2016 at 5:39 am
A month of silence
For dear Doramjan concludes.
Bridal shower time???
I wrote a book thing.
Five-seven-five formatted
Dedication page.
Because of the book
I can now be Dr. Nimz,
Ph.D. in Maths.
Clearly the format
Of the dedication page
Was necessary.
Had Moe Dope not been,
I would not have made that thing.
So thank you, Firman.
September 20th, 2016 at 12:09 pm
Math dissertation
Dedicatory haiku
Congratulations!
September 20th, 2016 at 12:13 pm
Abbreviation
With S? Or without an S?
For mathematics?
September 25th, 2016 at 12:23 am
Country difference
Dictates the nomenclature
For math(s) I believe
Anyway bravo!
Dissertations seem monstrous:
Word leviathan
October 8th, 2016 at 12:00 am
Is this a dark tomb?
Or digital Shangri-la?
Shackles or freedom?
I feel I belong
yes, sometimes it is lonely
but leaving feels wrong
Two rhyming haikus
Neither was intentional
This one doesn’t rhyme
October 14th, 2016 at 5:07 am
Write with brevity
Some mental callisthenics
Encourages thought
Once a week is fine
Fosters brain agility
Please come back you guys
October 19th, 2016 at 12:42 am
Wind brushes the reeds:
Is it sound of lonliness?
Reeds of the mind: blown.
October 31st, 2016 at 3:28 pm
Basic assumption:
Exclude the bonus point squares.
Moe got twelve points here.
November 1st, 2016 at 1:38 am
I should also add,
Even if it is too late,
Happy Hall`Moe’ween!
November 1st, 2016 at 5:27 pm
Candy overdose:
Leaving comments comatose.
Not a haiku, but close.
November 7th, 2016 at 2:31 am
Aussie Hall’Moe’ween
is different, less candy
Perhaps way more booze
November 8th, 2016 at 2:23 am
Tomorrow I think
My write-in candidate is
Moeseph Pontoon Dope.
“President Moeseph”
Is more appealing to me
Than those other two.
Sure, he has problems.
But with Bo as running-mate,
We would fund NASA.
Also, consider,
Moe still has an opening
For spouse: First Lady.
Criminal record?
Prosecution rhetoric
Distorted the case.
In sum, vote for Moe.
Vote him to every office.
The `Moe’ligarchy!
This message sponsored
By the Moles for Oligarchs
Post-haste Foundation.
November 9th, 2016 at 8:00 pm
ALFRED E. NEUMAN FOR PRESIDENT 2016…oh wait I’m late again aren’t I.
November 15th, 2016 at 10:55 pm
The specter returns. So did all us old poets. Here we go again.
November 17th, 2016 at 11:23 pm
Welp, civilization was nice while it lasted
November 19th, 2016 at 12:05 am
“Rumours of my demise are greatly exggerated.” –Civilisation
Pretty confident that was the original source of that quote. Then Samuel Cle`Moe’ns stole it and attributed it to Mark Twain. Also, apparently it was British (or maybe Canadian) before being misappr`Moe’priated. Would be no surprise if Canadia was the place of residence for Civilisation. After all, that’s where the greatest member of the Admirablety hails from.
November 23rd, 2016 at 5:40 am
Now as some haiku –
Civilisation: not dead.
Just a jump-scare, yo.
Changes happen, true,
Even quotes we thought were said
By some other schmoe.
On the sea of blue
With a banner white and red,
Admiral Hero.
November 23rd, 2016 at 6:06 am
Not sure what went wrong.
A, href, equals, then link.
End with a slash, a.
I should also note
After link: title equals
the hidden stanza.
November 23rd, 2016 at 6:08 am
Don’t forget to close!
This is quickly devolving.
I should stop for now.
November 23rd, 2016 at 7:04 am
Comment three-hundred
Is quickly approaching us
Very proud of us!
US Election?
Couldn’t give a rat’s butthole
Doesn’t affect me!
Li’l ol’ me, to here,
doesn’t visit near enough.
I feel bad for it.
Still got no clue how:
Hyperlinking those goddamn
Surreptitious words!
November 28th, 2016 at 7:27 am
The tricental note
Used to explain making links
With extra word bits:
Less than a and space
Href equals quote link quote
Space title equals
Quote title text quote
Greater than visible text
Less than forward slash
A, greater than. End.
These steps outline the process
In verbal format.
Translated (and hopefully correctly escaped…) in a less 575 format:
<a href=”link” title=”title text”>visible text</a>
Quotes inside title
Is a whole nother wax ball
Done in a cute way:
Still title equals,
But now use apostrophes
Instead of quote marks.
You want both quote marks
AND apostrophes in there?
Escape sequences.
November 29th, 2016 at 12:31 am
Nimz: techno-wizard.
I fear these arcane methods,
But I will try them
Now nonchalant lines
Hopefully have another
More magic meaning
November 29th, 2016 at 2:43 am
Steganography:
Hiding of stuff in plain sight,
Perception denied!
December 1st, 2016 at 8:05 pm
Stegosaurgraphy?
December 2nd, 2016 at 7:45 am
Indeed. If you find
The stegosaurus in qwantz,
You have found meaning.
December 3rd, 2016 at 7:18 pm
Steganography:
Cool stuff but too much effort,
Visible works fine
December 6th, 2016 at 5:33 pm
By the way, if no one else has noticed, there is one moe comic that…doesn’t exist. This means that there are actually 450 comics on all of moe. Not that important, just a little interesting.
December 9th, 2016 at 5:46 am
Missing comic huh?
Lost in some cartoon wasteland?
Which number is it?
December 9th, 2016 at 7:46 am
Four score and seven?
Not quite that high. But witness:
This one is too low.
December 9th, 2016 at 3:51 pm
Superb detection;
My malfunctioning sensors
Overlooked that one.
December 10th, 2016 at 5:24 am
Throwback Saturday!?
An excellent investment
Adds experience.
December 13th, 2016 at 11:28 pm
During a review
For in-class final exams,
Mental avenue:
Mathematics class:
Solving all these problems is
A pain in the neck.
I tried for a rhyme,
But none would come to me then.
Maybe with some time.
December 16th, 2016 at 9:29 pm
Nimz you made a rhyme;
Your farcical modesty
Does not belong here!
December 17th, 2016 at 4:02 pm
Sir, what do you mean?
There is no word that fits there
In rhy… oh, wait. Duh.
December 17th, 2016 at 7:10 pm
Not for a second
Do I believe your intent!
It was on purpose!
December 21st, 2016 at 6:19 am
Christ’moe’s approaches;
Ready your Santa traps and
Sharp your candy canes
December 22nd, 2016 at 7:09 pm
I saw Santa Claus:
He was in an accident
From driving a car.
The ‘Moe’ral here is:
Santa should stick to his sleigh
To get around town.
December 24th, 2016 at 4:26 pm
The day has arrived
When all the world’s boys and girls
Look under a tree.
Presents, they hope for,
Maybe some fancy new toy!
Or raw fish and rice!
December 24th, 2016 at 4:27 pm
Observing time stamp
Time zone differences; Xmas
For me and not you!
December 26th, 2016 at 10:48 am
Boxing Day is here:
A time when we must decide
What goes in the box.
“Put the bunny back…
In the box” or keep it out?
Rolling Stones or rocks?
How openable?
No lid worth mentioning, or
Solid metal locks?
On this Boxing Day,
Get your raw fish and rice fresh:
Eat them at the docks.
January 4th, 2017 at 5:15 am
Bongoy New Year, all!
Drumming in A New Moe Hope:
Happy Bongo-y!
January 9th, 2017 at 5:46 pm
Years in the future….
….Minus several
January 15th, 2017 at 1:20 am
I’ve been far away,
In Tasmania, in fact!
Very Bongoy-ey
January 15th, 2017 at 1:22 am
Important life news!
Yesterday: first time making
raw fish and rice; yum!
January 15th, 2017 at 3:22 am
Congratulations!
You’re a more fulfilled person,
DrMorganski!
January 15th, 2017 at 10:17 pm
Now, a dilemma
So cheap and easy to make
Why anything else?
January 16th, 2017 at 11:55 pm
Mercury poisoning
…Yup, besides the nutritional deficits thats it.
Also, a fun very very old 2008 comic which is still running. A good stop gap solution while waiting for the next phase of ‘Moe’nolouges.
January 16th, 2017 at 11:56 pm
Sahsimi IS awesome though. Try tataki tuna (toast seasame seeds until very light golden-brownish and then roll the tuna in them.)
January 18th, 2017 at 4:35 am
Fukushima fish—
Do the fish still count as raw
Radioactive?
January 20th, 2017 at 8:09 pm
Creatures from below
Appear pointlessly scary
Let’s just eat land meat
January 23rd, 2017 at 6:33 am
Without the raw fish,
What catchphrase could supercede?
Goat cheese and dates, say?
January 24th, 2017 at 9:00 pm
Snowfalls on still fields
Pale horizons forever
Moe’s walking shirtless
January 25th, 2017 at 5:31 am
Too ‘Moe’ny links. Heh.
To moderation dungeon
For my last comment.
I could punch a car,
As Moe says in 1-2-5,
And not even care.
The shirtless state here —
In terms of merch to appear —
Forever, I fear.
January 28th, 2017 at 8:57 pm
I would totally
Wear beautiful ‘Moe’chandise;
Cover my torso
February 4th, 2017 at 8:00 pm
Damn February
Devoid of comments and such
Slightly more boring
February 21st, 2017 at 12:00 am
A spring breeze floats by
Local fragrances and scents
Moe smells like a sock
February 21st, 2017 at 10:47 pm
Boo.
February 22nd, 2017 at 4:05 am
Odd socks and even,
Blue socks and red,
Socks for a-weavin’
’til you are dead,
Socks full of holes
And socks full of coals,
Socks full of everything except little moles.
Socks made of tile,
Socks in the file,
Socks made to scrabble for miles upon miles.
Socks all alike in one common way:
The socks smell like Moe on every other day!
February 22nd, 2017 at 9:34 pm
Wait…what?
I’m sorry, i fail to understand what context this falls under. I’m just confused. Even with Falos’s comment being counted I don’t quite get what is the point…
Also, happy presidents day and happy Cat Day or Nyan nyan NYAN day in Japan. Courtesy of Ponos.
February 22nd, 2017 at 10:26 pm
Inspiration struck.
You can’t just ignore that guy,
But where are my shoes?
You found one context
In the comment of Falos.
There’s also Scrabble.
When the socks don’t smell,
They self-arrange to letters:
They spell out BONGOY.
February 25th, 2017 at 1:18 am
My socks, old and stiff
Can’t bend so well for letters
Only spell: I I
Not even Scrabble
With baby gibberish rules
Would accept that word.
(Really hoping hard
That I didn’t screw up that
steganography)
February 25th, 2017 at 1:19 am
Damnit I messed up
Oh well screw it, you get it
Too damn hard for me.
February 25th, 2017 at 5:40 am
“I I,” said the pic.
The socks were strangely silent…
Mostly from fatigue.
February 25th, 2017 at 5:56 am
Another steganography thing I can show:
How do you default open in a new window?
The answer to that, we may thank
The existence of “target=_blank”.
This is where you put that meme thing: The More You Know.
February 25th, 2017 at 5:59 am
Self-demonstration?
Failure. Blank target got got.
Not sure what went wrong.
February 25th, 2017 at 11:47 pm
My vindication
appears in the difficult
nature of that trick
Not the only one
Who makes steganographic
mistakes. Don’t feel bad.
February 27th, 2017 at 6:53 am
In that aftermath,
I can admit that I am
`Bo’mused, not `Moe’ping.
March 3rd, 2017 at 2:38 am
Beware the Bongoys!
They come on the Ides of `Moe’rch!
… And all other days.
March 3rd, 2017 at 6:31 am
The ides of this month
Not for another twelve days.
Assassinate soon.
March 4th, 2017 at 6:07 am
On the first day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
A Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 4th, 2017 at 2:20 pm
My last few posts have tried to resemble haikus more closely than 17 random syllables. The theme is more likely to be about nature or the seasons or weather than about scrabble.
But they still have to be Moe ofc, and I like to contrast pensive musings with an “lolmoe.”
March 6th, 2017 at 7:18 am
My true love sent nothing on the second day of Idesmas. That puts an… oh wait. What’s this? Looks like it’s a note from my true love that says:
“The stream of delay
Kept me at bay for a day.
Please press PLAY button.”
On the second day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 6th, 2017 at 6:15 pm
Oh my god, it’s over, there are no more comics.
March 6th, 2017 at 6:28 pm
On the third day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 7th, 2017 at 2:15 pm
On the fourth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Four rules for chess
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 8th, 2017 at 4:23 am
On the fifth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 9th, 2017 at 9:05 am
On the sixth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 10th, 2017 at 4:20 am
On the seventh day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 11th, 2017 at 4:40 am
On the eighth day of Idesmas, my true love noticed `eighthly’ is a weird word, having five consonants in a row, and then sent to me
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 12th, 2017 at 2:52 am
On the ninth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Nine squirrels a-flying,
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
March 13th, 2017 at 6:12 am
Um… looks like nine is missing a six.
On the tenth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Ten cheesecakes baking,*
Nine squirrels a-flying,
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree.
*Cheesecake quantity determined by artistic license. If someone else has an idea for a better Ten-Of-Something to highlight from the Moe archive, feel free to suggest a replacement.
March 14th, 2017 at 2:27 am
On the eleventh day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Eleven Toothaboothas,
Ten cheesecakes baking,
Nine squirrels a-flying,
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,*
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
And a Bongoy in a scrabble tree!
*Have the best pi day, everyone! Seems I missed the 1:59 posting time, though.
March 15th, 2017 at 12:59 am
On the twelfth day of Idesmas, my true love sent to me
Twelve bricks a-bricking,
Eleven Toothaboothas,
Ten cheesecakes baking,
Nine squirrels a-flying,
Eight party ushankas,
Seven roads in Catan,
Six cat name choices,
Five mini pies,
Four rules for chess,
Three fresh bouquets,
Two crooked cops
AND A BONGOY IN A SCRABBLE TREE!
~ • ~ fin ~ • ~
March 16th, 2017 at 5:53 pm
Beautiful poem
Ends in violent regicide
Not that surprising
March 17th, 2017 at 1:45 pm
If I was better
At foreshadowing, I’d use
This crooked cop page.
March 18th, 2017 at 10:10 pm
Congrats: You have endured a year’s worth of comments and over an elections worth of time.
Now pat yourselves on the back and consider also getting another comic. How about helvetica, that’s only over 6 months in limbo.
March 19th, 2017 at 4:06 pm
A falling red leaf
Belongs only in Autumn
As we belong here
March 20th, 2017 at 6:58 am
Vernal equinox
Another Spring has arrived
Moe remains unclothed
Southern Autumn starts
An equinox for harvest
Bipolar planet
March 31st, 2017 at 1:23 am
Alas, I forgot
In the midst of much grading
Firman’s (Fake) Birthday.
The proper (fake) date
For the (real) celebration
Was ereyesterday.
March 31st, 2017 at 11:15 pm
Death is important
New life is born of decay
Moe’s laundry is rank
April 9th, 2017 at 3:44 am
Incoming Easter!
“That was unoriginal.”
— Extremely late fool.
April 11th, 2017 at 9:19 pm
Spring is ablossom
The land giveth her bounty
“Pie trees” aren’t real, Moe
April 12th, 2017 at 1:34 am
Strawberries ripen
Romantic flavours of Spring
Ruin kiwi juice
April 16th, 2017 at 5:17 am
Chill shadows lengthen
Moe must surely be dead now
Someone pays hosting
April 17th, 2017 at 5:58 am
A soft wind whispers
Gently caresses the trees
“Moe already died.”
April 25th, 2017 at 1:11 am
But he got better!
In our hearts we know the truth:
Moe is Still Alive!
April 29th, 2017 at 8:15 am
Nimz, alone, a rock
Stalwart against the waning
Haiku stream pressure
April 30th, 2017 at 10:06 am
Some light penetrates
Windows made by dying leaves
It’s Aussie Autumn
May 1st, 2017 at 5:25 am
A trickle, a flow
The stream goes where it will go
To oceans of Moe.
May 1st, 2017 at 8:39 pm
A field of flowers
All happen to be the same,
like rhyming haiku.
May 3rd, 2017 at 1:04 am
Moon light and star shine
Constellations depicting
Jetpack Hunk with Bo
May 3rd, 2017 at 1:10 am
Living oasis:
The thirsty desert’s basis
For ‘Moe’rage places
May 4th, 2017 at 6:48 am
Futile hummingbird
Pecks endlessly against stone.
Moe’s Haiku writers.
May 5th, 2017 at 4:44 am
Bird sharpens its beak
The first second of Moseph
Is thus penned by it.
May 9th, 2017 at 9:26 am
Leaves change more, now red
Dropping from trees like comments
Vanish from this page
May 16th, 2017 at 6:37 pm
Waves rise, crest, and break
The sea echoes and moans
Moe’s tummy rumbles
May 19th, 2017 at 9:43 am
A wild storm oozes
Rain, darkness, gloomy sadness.
Mimics Moe’s love life.
May 22nd, 2017 at 5:49 pm
I May Four-get to say things on the right day sometimes, but at the very least, happy birthmonth, Admiral Firman!
Anniversary,
Albeit a tad late, of
Escape from the womb.
May 25th, 2017 at 9:20 pm
Tree’s age-telling rings,
recount past seasons and years.
Moe is Firman’s rings.
Happy birthmonth!
June 1st, 2017 at 5:21 pm
Those cosmic cobwebs,
Like so many dirt layers,
Display time’s passage.
June 1st, 2017 at 7:44 pm
A Moe dream I had:
Firman gave us an update.
I forgot the joke.
June 2nd, 2017 at 4:16 am
A premonition
Creeping in, like from the void.
Moe-based prophecy.
June 25th, 2017 at 6:31 pm
*My present namesake walks into a room*
Hm?
Did they leave?
Ah well. Gives more time to finish my last wishes.
*walks out*
June 28th, 2017 at 2:11 am
A mountain, silent
Needs not remind the people
That it is present
June 28th, 2017 at 12:49 pm
“Fools!” said I, “You do not know,
“Silence like a mountain grow.”
Which is to say, slowly, and through plate tectonics and all that jazz. And sometimes volcanos. Yeah. Volcanos of silence. Totally legit.
Summer backyard fun
Fish-like swimming to keep cool
Is Moe still indoors?
August 3rd, 2017 at 9:08 pm
In Canada now!
Is the admiral still here?
It is quite nice, though.
August 10th, 2017 at 1:52 am
I left Canada.
Ate Ontario poutine.
Fun while it lasted.
August 17th, 2017 at 1:59 pm
Another week spent
Wondering how to improve
Firman sighting odds.
August 19th, 2017 at 1:41 am
Oh, shifting sand dune,
wherever the wind takes you
e-mail will find you.
August 25th, 2017 at 1:15 am
There goes my week streak.
I tried for every Thursday…
At least for August.
September 2nd, 2017 at 10:08 am
Three years of comments
Conversations in Haiku
I so love humans.
September 4th, 2017 at 6:07 am
Humans, dynamic:
Doing shit for no reason,
four hundred damn times.
September 7th, 2017 at 6:05 pm
Humans humming haikus
In icy, icy igloos,
Justly judge jujus.
And in other news,
This is comment four-oh-two’s
Handsome ballroom shoes.
September 12th, 2017 at 3:32 pm
Wind and rain beating;
Men’s edifices, fleeting:
Moe’s stormy meeting.
September 15th, 2017 at 3:02 am
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September 16th, 2017 at 5:48 am
Shy mystic creatures,
with invisible features:
These are man’s teachers.
October 4th, 2017 at 12:31 am
I mutter out loud
What the fuck is “pumpkin” spice
Turns out it’s not real
October 4th, 2017 at 1:15 am
But if you believe…
Really truly believe it……
It’s still just made up.
October 4th, 2017 at 9:27 pm
This spicy pumpkin:
Does it matter if it’s real?
It makes dorks happy.
October 6th, 2017 at 12:31 am
Does this mean that spice –
Pumpkin spice, specifically –
Could be called fake news?
October 6th, 2017 at 8:16 am
“News”: a dismal word
describing shitty events
about dead people.
News is about death
Shootings, disappearances.
Never pumpkin spice.
Sugar, spice, things nice.
Not doled out by school shooters;
not quite newsworthy.
Moe, haven of good:
A suitable home for these
pumpkin spice juices?
October 24th, 2017 at 5:10 pm
Dial 4-1-1
On your telephone system
For information:
Information, please.
Yes, hello. How much info
Does ‘bongoy’ contain?
The flow of time here
Is like a mighty river,
Dammed for Bo ‘poo’wer.
November 8th, 2017 at 8:25 am
Summertime sunshine,
but wintertime emotions.
Seasonal discord!
Rainy days: perfect
for a misspelled scrabble game.
‘BONGOY’ optional.
December 16th, 2017 at 3:36 am
Little brown island
without the shitty problems
that make me upset.
December 22nd, 2017 at 2:52 pm
Somewhere out at sea
An Admiral makes for shore:
An uncharted land.
No Wifi here, no
Sounds of strange creatures abound
Do they eat humans?
Thankfully it’s “No.”
But Potato People? “Yes.”
Hope they don’t find Moe.
He has been through worse…
Stomach gone, rode in a hearse…
This is the last verse.
December 22nd, 2017 at 6:57 pm
Christmas approaches,
The scamper of cockroaches
Is heard all around.
Stocking stuffing time:
What lies in store for Moe Dope?
Kiwi Slushie? Yum.
December 23rd, 2017 at 6:42 am
Kiwi nog: A thing?
Replace egg with kiwi, right?
Keep the rum handy…
… But out of Bo’s reach.
He can have the cheese ring pies
And Mensa Santa.
December 24th, 2017 at 7:23 am
good golly gosh, i don’t know what prompted me to return to check on old moe, but it is a trip down memory lane to see some of these names.
December 25th, 2017 at 7:50 am
Good to see you, too!
And ‘Moe’rry Christmas, Omi!
‘Moe’rry Christmas, all!
December 26th, 2017 at 3:16 am
A ‘Moe’rry Christmas,
is not a needed reason
to give out presents.
And similarly,
there’s never reason needed
to visit this place!
December 26th, 2017 at 3:59 pm
Moerry Christmas all
Hope your holidays are nice
Better yet, peaceful
January 9th, 2018 at 8:28 pm
Oh god 420 comments.
Thank goodness that has passed…
Otherwise we would have Computers rambling about the meaning of life.
January 13th, 2018 at 12:47 am
Yes, we celebrate
meaningless number milestones.
But just not that one.
January 19th, 2018 at 9:45 pm
Moe, beautiful Moe.
No matter the real seasons.
You are always spring.
Exquisite feelings.
Like a cherry blossom tree,
In a field of shit.
January 21st, 2018 at 4:25 am
Like a kiwi skin,
Brownish warm fuzzy feelings
Can be found with Moe.
The inner kiwi,
Like Moe toward Jetpack Hunk,
Is green with envy.
March 1st, 2018 at 4:53 am
Time passes, while pens,
Beforetimes waxing with love,
February, silent.
An excuse is made:
“It’s a short month anyway,”
Just like this verse.
March 2nd, 2018 at 4:02 pm
The march of time flies
Continues unimpeded
By fly-paper traps.
March 3rd, 2018 at 4:42 pm
No earthly trapping
can capture our missing time.
Enjoy its passing.
April 4th, 2018 at 7:37 am
Leaves changing, dying
Death is death, but there’s a way
to die slightly less.
A contribution,
cash in some gratitude for
something left behind.
In memory of
Ryan Durham, Doramjan.
He’s not forgotten.
Concise poetry
exercises the mind’s eye.
And is permanent.
April 20th, 2018 at 8:28 pm
You know, looking at the communities around most webcomics, whether they be made up of 5 people or 500,000 are usually quite nice. And the ones where the people who read them make their own comics…well, that’s beautfiul. And I can’t help but feel that one day, the artists will die.
The day that Munroe, or Hussie, or Morrison, or Gigi, or Griffiths, Buckley, or Cagle, or Tiedrich or Siddell or any others die, the internet will be riddled with a thousand epitaphs to seemingly unforgettable people.
Someday, long after that, no one will remember them at all or their work.
But they’ll remember those inspired by it.
May 22nd, 2018 at 6:42 am
Centuries pass by.
In the ruins, server endures.
Pebble strikes Enter.
May 23rd, 2018 at 5:58 pm
Shattering vases.
Pebble-tosser takes notice.
Great find! Moseph Scrolls!
May 25th, 2018 at 8:52 am
Much find, very wow!
University courese
Devoted to Moe.
May 26th, 2018 at 6:30 pm
University
Painful, lengthy, and tricky.
Not if it were Moe.
August 15th, 2018 at 12:39 am
Some scholarship(*) found
Bashou’s famous poem
Borrowed from this one:
Furu ike ya
Kawazu tobikomu
Moeseph no oto
* It took until now
To determine the reading
Of ‘Moeseph’ kanji.
August 21st, 2018 at 10:13 pm
Bashou was a hack
Frog splashes aren’t deafening
Moe splashes end wars
October 31st, 2018 at 2:57 am
A thousand leaves fall
Pumpkins tumble in the wind
Hall`Moe’ween arrives.
November 12th, 2018 at 12:46 am
Autumn leans orange
Both nature and our stylings
Website did it first
November 12th, 2018 at 5:31 am
Soon snowflakes arrive –
Silent beauty and danger:
Moe’s ice palace melts!
December 13th, 2018 at 6:07 pm
Firman’s legacy;
Our faith still shines ever on
Moe is life and love!
December 24th, 2018 at 7:46 pm
‘Twas the night before Christ`Moe’s and all through the site,
Brown pixels were glowing, emitting their light;
The Scrabble tiles were placed on the board with care,
In hopes that the Admiral soon would be there;
Jetpack Hunk tucked Bo snugly in bed,
While visions of raw fish and rice danced through their heads;
And Moeseph fresh-squeezed a kiwi for juice,
Perhaps to offer for a day-long truce;
When out by the kitchen arose a sound so absurd,
Like a thousand bouquets battling over a single dead bird.
I rushed to the kitchen to deal with the squatters,
When I noticed the Admiral in Canadian waters!
Cement-bag-head-man was there, manning the helm,
I knew I had entered a magical realm.
Just like that came the end of my story;
This must be what it’s like in Nethergatory.
February 24th, 2019 at 6:20 pm
Five long years have passed,
The undying hope lives on;
The soul yearns for Moe.
February 25th, 2019 at 8:23 am
Eliot’s patience
Infinite, to play with Moe
Five years of Scrabble.
March 15th, 2019 at 1:06 am
Take caution, mortals,
And beware the ides of `Moe’rch
After Best Pie day.
March 17th, 2019 at 6:31 pm
A hidden corner
Of the internet, untouched
Appreciated.
April 2nd, 2019 at 9:32 pm
I think I could do a poetry report on you guys. Just mounds and mounds of haiku. If any of you are published poets…
I mean, you could try it. Seems like at least some of you have a knack for it.
April 9th, 2019 at 12:44 am
A belated happy fake birthday (March 29), Admiral! o7
Or is it an early happy real birthday? (May 4)
Definitely a somewhere inbetween birthdays day, so maybe I’m right on time for landing in the midst of a month-long birthday party!
May 4th, 2019 at 5:20 am
Admiral Firman,
May this annual fourth day
Bring you happiness!
Thanks for all the Moes,
And the rappers and Bose head–
Phones and the best pies!
May 10th, 2019 at 11:08 am
Anyone even know that Firman is still alive?
Anyways, I agree that you guys should try being published poems. Just publish your less Moe-centric stuff.
May 13th, 2019 at 5:22 am
Is there such a thing
As non-Moe-centric haiku?
Unfathomable!
June 16th, 2019 at 9:28 pm
Wait, who is keeping this site running?
It’s been without ads for years and without overwhelming traffic for more. Is it paid for by some eccentric sysadmin?
July 6th, 2019 at 6:13 pm
Better don’t question
Miraculous server life.
Immaculate funds.
July 9th, 2019 at 12:54 am
Must be `Moe’rchendise:
Cement-bag-head masks, the best pies,
Floral arrangements…
July 9th, 2019 at 12:56 am
Something went wrong there…
That’s supposed to link to Moe
Number forty-five.
September 24th, 2019 at 8:44 pm
moe’s sun never sets
not sure if talking server
not sure if fat joke
January 2nd, 2020 at 2:30 am
`Moe’ppy New Year, all!
Or maybe, Happy `Moe’ Year?
Two thousand t`Moe’nty?
January 18th, 2020 at 7:10 pm
New year, New Moe comic?
Time passes all but Moe here.
Moe is immortal.
March 14th, 2020 at 6:27 am
Moe worked at Best Pie.
Pi starts with the digit 3.
Haikus have three lines.
Happy Pi Day!
March 15th, 2020 at 6:50 am
Forgot to warn you:
The Ides of March is today!
Beat it with bongos.
March 16th, 2020 at 12:27 pm
Uncertainty reigns:
Mass hysteria over
Inequalities.
Imprecision of
`Moe’mentum times `Bo’sition
Is at least h-bar.
March 17th, 2020 at 11:52 am
A minor flurry,
Words in silence supplicate
For raw fish and rice.
Frozen in winter,
No spring thaw to start new streams,
Moe still plays Scrabble.
March 18th, 2020 at 8:18 am
Moe, frozen in time:
Ancient web browsers access –
Still render the site.
March 19th, 2020 at 5:15 pm
Moe walks on the scene
From a site of mud and dust.
Merriment ensues.
Confusing odors
Displease Eliot and co,
Lost in Moe B.O.
March 20th, 2020 at 8:09 am
Day seven in verse…
If Moe gets taken by hearse,
Should he see a nurse?
March 21st, 2020 at 9:17 am
I guess it is Spring
In the northern latitudes.
Moe plays the long game.
March 22nd, 2020 at 5:46 am
Moe, with second tongue,
Licks up the competition.
First tongue stays in mouth.
I’m not sure how long
My daily posts will stay strong
Without going wrong.
March 23rd, 2020 at 3:54 pm
Plip-plopping drizzle,
Pattering percussively:
Do drowsy Dopes drool?
March 24th, 2020 at 8:33 pm
A date approaches –
One of great celebration.
Under a week ’til.
March 29th, 2020 at 3:21 am
(End dramatic pause)
Happy birthday Admiral!
(Yes, I know it’s fake)
May 4th, 2020 at 12:19 pm
May the Fourth be with Moe:
Whether launched into Nethergatory,
Or stuck loitering in Scrabble Limbo,
Or speaking things derogatory
About your little bro.
Your life is an epic story
Like that of a galaxy far away, long ago!
May 21st, 2020 at 7:56 am
While this might be out of the loop…I, a random drifter have just come across this site and found this person called Nimz who I am honestly surprised at for sticking through this for so long. Hats off to you, Nimz! I am dreadfully sorry for the passing years ago but I am glad that this site still exists to show and hold many memories for many people and maybe act as a remembrance for the times of the past for the new people like myself.
May 25th, 2020 at 3:58 pm
A day more surreal –
For one commenter, at least.
Mission successful.
June 3rd, 2020 at 10:58 pm
all things are passing
and to help you as they do
moe is an island
June 17th, 2020 at 1:51 am
Winter of the soul
Winter in the solid world
Winter stings like death
Summer here for Moe
Indian summer, endless
Summer in my heart
June 17th, 2020 at 4:25 pm
Welcome, Menaki
This is Firman Productions
Please…post all the time.
June 18th, 2020 at 10:45 pm
“All the time”, he says
But really once in a while
Is good enough here
The moon has zipped by
And uncountable amount
Since last I haiku’d
Life changes like leaves
I too have changed my colours
I escaped a vice
July 17th, 2020 at 5:43 pm
immutable slopes
great heights towering over
(moe, not a mountain)
September 3rd, 2020 at 6:28 am
Shimmering water
Reflects vague bits of beauty
Excludes ugliness
September 6th, 2020 at 3:46 am
Upon closer look,
Ugliness is excluded.
I misread “exudes”.
The words, as misread,
Form images of toilets
And dogs who drink there.
September 7th, 2020 at 11:07 am
“Exuding uglies”
May be an innuendo
For something secret.
Gardens of pure peace
Can never accommodate
Such crude imagery.
September 8th, 2020 at 7:01 pm
Petrified comics:
Ugly gives way to beauty
In a rock garden.
On meditation,
Scrabble letters are like rocks
Strewn about the board.
November 20th, 2020 at 6:22 am
A salutation,
Then some boring middle parts,
Then valediction.
December 22nd, 2020 at 1:10 am
Another solstice:
A year coming to an end.
Bongos still abound.
January 16th, 2021 at 5:13 pm
the world keeps spinning
the planet will still be here
[$:moe_fat_joke_not_found]
March 29th, 2021 at 7:56 am
I’ll just put this here
(For the faux birthday party)
With raw fish and rice.
May 1st, 2021 at 11:29 am
To a friend in here:
Happy quarter century!
(Fellow commenter)
`Moe’ you have many `Moe’r birthdays that are increasingly better!
May 4th, 2021 at 11:12 pm
On this “May the Fourth be with you”
The haiku form I eschew
To come and say
“Happy Birthday!”
On the day when it is true.
There was an artist by the name of Firman
Who, of the admiralty we of him did determine.
He created Moe
and his brother Bo
And a jetpack hunk who is fluent in German.
Now throwing against his brother a tantrum
For having from Nethergatory come from,
Moe bends rules of Scrabble
By playing baby babble
Of something resembling a kind of drum.
June 9th, 2021 at 10:45 am
Credit goes out to Nimz for keeping this comment section alive all these years later.
Hopefully, like Friends or Will and Grace (both far less deserving forms of media) this comic strip will be resurrected and burn brightly like a powerful phoenix in a post-Covid world.
October 4th, 2021 at 4:30 pm
Thankyou Nimz my friend,
Days are not quite so ‘Moe’rose
With Haiku wishes!
To rhyme with Firman:
A feat not easily done.
Well done with German!
A rhyming haiku:
Not traditional at all.
But not unpleasant.
October 6th, 2021 at 9:41 pm
Five hundred comments
Approach yonder horizon.
Meaningless milestone.
The true achievement:
Friendship and sanctuary.
Both provided here.
Raise yourself a glass
Of horrible kiwi juice
For no good reason.
November 7th, 2021 at 4:18 pm
Manna from heaven
nourishes the heart and soul.
Oh wait it’s water.
Haiku about rain:
Written on a sunny day.
Take that, weather gods!
April 7th, 2022 at 7:40 pm
It is a new year
Where have you gone, my dear friend
DrMorganski?
April 25th, 2022 at 7:04 pm
Paying my taxes
Being an adult is hard.
But necessary.
May 30th, 2022 at 4:32 am
A lump of friendship
A loose clique of commenters
A band of bongos
June 28th, 2022 at 11:25 pm
There is no Moe News.
Dead or insane, an unknown.
Mystery endures.
August 23rd, 2022 at 11:57 pm
Nearly five hundred
Great internet goal achieved.
I miss you, my friends
October 13th, 2022 at 8:02 am
Abraham, Haiku
Nimz, TerrsHertz, Haiku again.
Observe a new year.
Still a couple more
‘Til glorious five hundred.
No deadline though – relax.
Blessings in my life:
Got married, adopted pets
(Two ‘Moe’re Guinea pigs).
I’ll never forget
My dear poetic buddies,
Despite silent times.
October 13th, 2022 at 8:04 am
Syllable error
In previous poetry
My shame is profound.
October 16th, 2022 at 11:52 pm
‘Moe’mentous milestone:
Achieved by the next comment.
Hear the bongoy drum.
October 24th, 2022 at 1:01 pm
Cinq cents bongos bong!
Moeseph plays his Scrabble wrong!
Roommate plays along.
Five hundred Scrabble tiles
Line the Scrabble aisles.
But Moe feels a bit unfairly stung,
For Eliot denies Moe’s native tongue:
Nixes “bongoy” types of wiles.
Five hundred raw fishes and rice on the wall!
Five hundred raw fishes and rice!
Take one down, pass it around,
Four hundred ninety nine raw fishes and rice on the wall!
(&c.)
A bygone advertising age
Is commemorated in this comment thread.
A cannon canon loaded with fish scales led
To a craft full of mines whose news had been spread
By a Wonderful Project’s stage.
Eight and a half years –
Moe was in prison for ten –
Infinite patience.
October 24th, 2022 at 4:23 pm
Not with a bang but
Not with a whimper either.
The big five hundy.
Congratulations,
Big bro Moe and lil bro Bo!
You live on and on.