HOORAY! Evilottie kidnapped them, this means they’re still alive! At least for now… Poor Lottie, she looks so desperate and tired and her mom is way too far away for hug her.
It’s a breakfast for someone who’s off to work in an auto factory or who will spend the day laying paving slabs. Or a professional swimmer who just needs calories uber alles. I respect anyone who can tuck one of those away. I also recognise its use as “nature’s sponge” for people who have really tied one on the night before. But I’m 48 years-old in a sedentary job. I have to make healthy choices.
That is true, it’s more of a tradesman’s breakfast but I like to think that I burn it off as I slouch at my twin monitors for 8 hours straight before heading home to sit at my PC or watch TV
This ever expanding frame of mine has nothing whatsoever to do with the vodka, chocolate and bacon butties I consume (not all at the same time I should mention)
Just walking as much as possible will exercise the whole body. With small wrist weights you can double the benefits with almost NO effort! Reduce or completely eliminate any nasty habits (like smoking, drinking booze, sugar, fatty greasy foods.) Take vitamins like B complex, B6, B12, Calcium, C, D3, E, Magnesium, Zinc. Eat lots of veggies and less meat.
I believe folks on that side of the pond regard such culinary arts with derision and skepticism. If you say “buttermilk biscuit” around them, they imagine some sort of cookie. So if you go on to suggest using one as the bread in a sandwich of eggs, cheese, and bacon, they will bring out the DSM-5 and start searching for an appropriate diagnosis.
Beate’s more athletic than you’d think. Remember, she actually impressed the nihilists with her skiing ability. And it isn’t easy to impress nihilists.
Me too! And where? Dean should weigh about 2 times as much as any Lottie. She might have been able to throw them down the staircase but I doubt that she could carry the 3 out of the building.
At least there’s signs of a struggle (perhaps with a wild dip-thrower.) And isn’t that place they’re staying at a former hospital or some sort of convalescent home? There are probably wheels then.
Doppelgröte anticipated they would be unconscious, so if she didn’t have something in the wings set up to transport them, her three-steps-ahead planning would be rather mediocre. And it’s not like she had to move them all at once.
Maybe new, nihilist Beate impressed the nihilist jewel thieves so much with her nihilism that they decided to nihilist for her. They’re out of juvie, out for revenge and serving the nihilist queen.
There was that one woman in the big dance club splash panel who sort of looked like the leader of the Circus Windows clowns, so maybe a team up? Clowns and nihilists working together under the skeleton doppelgrote? It’s a dense cosmology John has created here.
Is this where we speculate that all of the original suspects were actually correct guesses and Beate is the ringleader of some kind of amazing team-up? Because the woodland wildlife wrestlers would also be good body-lifters.
The question I am waiting for the answer to is who put those Scrabble™ tiles there?
All of the people who could reasonably have left Lottie her attacker’s name as a clue were rendered hors de combat by tainted beverage!
Likewise, if they were all incapacitated, who knocked all the furniture about? Although I suppose that could be the result of Beate struggling to move three bodies around the apartment on her own.
The hors de combat probably knocked the furniture over while Beate was loading bodies onto it. It’s kind of a tight space for maneuvering a warhorse in.
No, Lottie 1 is freaking out over the rectomammal inversion status of Operation Double Danish. Lottie 2 is counting fish. Lottie 3 is missing clues that the commentariat picked up on. Lottie 4 is finding her own clues, and Lottie 5 just wants her mommy.
It’s two words and hence not acceptable, but with those tiles on your rack (and one already played, naturally) you can make INGROWTH for a max of 144 points.
My son’s name is also Eatbe
MUCH Better than BeEaten!
Attention, we’re out of EATBE numberplates in the gift shop.
HOORAY! Evilottie kidnapped them, this means they’re still alive! At least for now… Poor Lottie, she looks so desperate and tired and her mom is way too far away for hug her.
She’ll be fine after a shower and a breakfast sandwich, I’m sure.
I’ve never felt fine after eating a “breakfast sandwich”
I’ve often had a bacon sandwich for breakfast and felt great!
Alan, you have a more robust constitution than me.
Agreed, a good breakfast sandwich has always given me strength. That and a good coffee.
It’s a breakfast for someone who’s off to work in an auto factory or who will spend the day laying paving slabs. Or a professional swimmer who just needs calories uber alles. I respect anyone who can tuck one of those away. I also recognise its use as “nature’s sponge” for people who have really tied one on the night before. But I’m 48 years-old in a sedentary job. I have to make healthy choices.
And you think a sedentary job is a healthy choice?
Get yourself a standing-treadmill-drawing board! £400 from Argos – that’s the spirit!
I like to imagine that Jack Kirby was punching people while he worked. And eating Kirby Krackle™ for breakfast.
That is true, it’s more of a tradesman’s breakfast but I like to think that I burn it off as I slouch at my twin monitors for 8 hours straight before heading home to sit at my PC or watch TV
This ever expanding frame of mine has nothing whatsoever to do with the vodka, chocolate and bacon butties I consume (not all at the same time I should mention)
Just walking as much as possible will exercise the whole body. With small wrist weights you can double the benefits with almost NO effort! Reduce or completely eliminate any nasty habits (like smoking, drinking booze, sugar, fatty greasy foods.) Take vitamins like B complex, B6, B12, Calcium, C, D3, E, Magnesium, Zinc. Eat lots of veggies and less meat.
Strawberry sandwiches might cure that for you.
My favourite is a strawberry jam sandwich using only the faintest hint of jam but with sliced strawberries laid evenly throughout
Very healthy, I’m sure
Coco Pops may turn the milk chocolatey, but that’s not always what you want for your Kingsmill.
I believe folks on that side of the pond regard such culinary arts with derision and skepticism. If you say “buttermilk biscuit” around them, they imagine some sort of cookie. So if you go on to suggest using one as the bread in a sandwich of eggs, cheese, and bacon, they will bring out the DSM-5 and start searching for an appropriate diagnosis.
That train ride takes it’s toll, especially in the non-reclining state. Espresso: She knows she wants it.
Beate is not the most physically imposing person so I’d love to know how she moved all three unconscious bodies, especially Dean!
Also best clean up that dip immediately; dip in the carpet leads to permanent stains later in life…
Beate’s more athletic than you’d think. Remember, she actually impressed the nihilists with her skiing ability. And it isn’t easy to impress nihilists.
NOTHING would really impress them.
Me too! And where? Dean should weigh about 2 times as much as any Lottie. She might have been able to throw them down the staircase but I doubt that she could carry the 3 out of the building.
The Egyptians could do it, there are solutions.
So… Beate had a pyramid scheme?
Alan, you’re just tomb much.
The Egyptians were Nile-ists, not nihilists.
At least there’s signs of a struggle (perhaps with a wild dip-thrower.) And isn’t that place they’re staying at a former hospital or some sort of convalescent home? There are probably wheels then.
More likely we’re seeing signs of Dean, who must be north of 2 meters tall and 16 stones heavy, collapsing over the game table.
(Confirmed by the author further down the comments.)
Doppelgröte anticipated they would be unconscious, so if she didn’t have something in the wings set up to transport them, her three-steps-ahead planning would be rather mediocre. And it’s not like she had to move them all at once.
This question is, you will be delighted to hear, conclusively answered in a later page.
I want questions, Godammit! Not answers…
Questions are a burden to others; answers, a prison for oneself
Maybe new, nihilist Beate impressed the nihilist jewel thieves so much with her nihilism that they decided to nihilist for her. They’re out of juvie, out for revenge and serving the nihilist queen.
There was that one woman in the big dance club splash panel who sort of looked like the leader of the Circus Windows clowns, so maybe a team up? Clowns and nihilists working together under the skeleton doppelgrote? It’s a dense cosmology John has created here.
Is this where we speculate that all of the original suspects were actually correct guesses and Beate is the ringleader of some kind of amazing team-up? Because the woodland wildlife wrestlers would also be good body-lifters.
Clowns, nihilists, hipster glamping wrestlers, her ex’s K-pop band, maybe those fish-people from the Steeple crossover. A Sinister Six for our times.
Also, this is the same guy. I just found my old name.
Double Danish crowned by Single Deutche!
I’m glad all the fish are all right. I’ve been worrying about them.
Fun to see that, regardless of her usual sharpness, once abraded by tiredness Lottie’s mind reverts to the very human “I want my mum”.
As soon as she finds a good clue Lottie will be ALL Detective.
Well, another good clue, at least.
Was one of the saddest parts of Wicked Things when it happened there, given everything that Lottie went through up till that point
Five Lotties in the same room, and not a single doppelgänger! I’m sure they’ll be able to put all their heads together to solve this problem.
I think she’s beside herself
Poor Lottie, you can do it, babes!
The question I am waiting for the answer to is who put those Scrabble™ tiles there?
All of the people who could reasonably have left Lottie her attacker’s name as a clue were rendered hors de combat by tainted beverage!
Likewise, if they were all incapacitated, who knocked all the furniture about? Although I suppose that could be the result of Beate struggling to move three bodies around the apartment on her own.
1. Beate did, to taunt Lottie.
2. Dean knocked over the table on the previous page.
Not sure if Beate will be infuriated or smug about the fact that the clue is completely missed by Lottie.
I am kind of hoping that at the end of this story, Lottie will still have no idea who Beate is, or why she’s doing this.
Yes
The hors de combat probably knocked the furniture over while Beate was loading bodies onto it. It’s kind of a tight space for maneuvering a warhorse in.
The first time Dean’s living space wasn’t trashed by himself
My first take was that Lottie 2 was scoring the caption.
That’s Lottie 1.
No, Lottie 1 is freaking out over the rectomammal inversion status of Operation Double Danish. Lottie 2 is counting fish. Lottie 3 is missing clues that the commentariat picked up on. Lottie 4 is finding her own clues, and Lottie 5 just wants her mommy.
Ah, yes. I see. Now, I can’t help seeing the various Lotties on this page as embodiments of different aspects of Lottie’s personality.
This does attract an interlectual crowd.
It’s two words and hence not acceptable, but with those tiles on your rack (and one already played, naturally) you can make INGROWTH for a max of 144 points.
When did she get Louboutins, by the way?
She’s had those at least since ‘Author Unknown.’
Their first appearance seems to be clear back in “Circus Windows”.
I would think that Dean has plastic baggies.
Looking at him, I cannot help but think, “There goes a man who has plastic baggies”
Is Beate Lottie’s Frank Grimes?
This has been suggested before.