Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Fear Not, K-W, Barbarians Have Come to the Rescue

It seems that Kitchener-Waterloo may have a glimmer of hope in this dark hour of zombie invasion. A troupe of wandering barbarians have put aside their current "Pillage the Village" tour to come to the aid of the fair twin-cities (screw Cambridge, they're on they're own...dat's right, Lame-bridge!). This motley band claims to be the scourge of the undead. Prior to setting out on the zombie hunt, they gathered for some ale and a display of their prowess.
From left to right: Princess the Barbarian, Chaz the Barbarian, Gypsy the Barbarian, Wizard the Barbarian, Caveman the Barbarian, and Coonskin the Barbarian (seated).

Chaz the Barbarian displays the tool of his trade: twenty pounds of pure plastic signage and duct tape, the ZombieWhacker.

Caveman the Barbarian, a.k.a. Brian the Barbarian, likes to put little dogs on his shoulders and bare his teeth.

Princess the Barbarian will use her haughty stare to stop zombies in their tracks.

We're not sure how Gypsy the Barbarian will combat zombies...but, oh my.

The elusive and anachronistic Coonskin the Barbarian...doing something.

Are those barbarians that grow when you put them in water?

Gypsy the Barbarian and Princess the Barbarian enjoy a tankard of ale. Princess the Barbarian gathers her robe as she has just discovered that Gypsy the Barbarian has filched her underthings, and is hiding them behind her back, as is Gypsy custom.

We mustn't forget AlienDog, trusty sidekick of this Barbarian band. Aside from his freakish eyes, AlienDog's abilities include being impervious to plastic swords, and alienating things.

Coonskin the Barbarian and Chaz the Barbarian demonstrate what's in store for zombies:


Chaz the Barbarian has one message for all the zombies out there: "Deth = you".


Somebody's gotta chaperone these lunatics.




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2 comments:

bag marla said...

Yay! I approve! Man I love barbarians!

Unknown said...

I'm not sure if there could be a better surprise at 3:30 in the morning when writing comps than having a laugh at barbarian birthday parties and all the hilarious hijinx that must, appropriately, follow.

Thank you thank you thank you...