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So an English teacher named John walks into a bar…in downtown Daejeon, South Korea. He was pretty surprised to see Underworld characters on the bathroom doors of a bar in Korea. He was pretty amused even if none of his friends knew what he was talking about. Plus, he got a lot of strange looks from the other patrons snapping photos of the bathroom doors. Holy fucking shit! That is amazing! I’m am so proud to be on the bathroom doors of that bar in Korea! John, thank you so very much for taking those photos and sending them to me. You can’t imagine how happy it made me (well, you CAN because you sent them)! What’s the name of the bar? Who owns it? And how in creation did my images (and my signature) wind up there? You made me and my wife laugh our asses off! I showed the pix to people around the Cartoon Network and everyone got a kick out of them (as well as being jealous)! Sometimes I get a bit down wondering if my little comic makes any kind of impression on the world. You have reaffirmed my commitment to Underworld. Bless you, John!’ Kaz
Kirjan writes, “I am an kind of a cartoonist and I really like Underworld. One night. Empty paper. Empty head. Then this got scribbled down. I have spent quite some time reading your strip, so please consider this a tribute. Maybe someone will laugh. My mother did not.”
by Kaz All the noses had a party In the month of May Snots and boogers tried to get in But were turned away Some were stuffed and some were snorting And some of them were blown Everybody picked on Nose Job For being so well known Schnoz and Honker sniffed at Nasal And tried to pull his hair While Snooty stayed above it all By being in the air The noses that were brown blew smoke At noses that were ruddy The whole affair did not conclude Till every nose was bloody
A One Act Play by Kaz Setting: The research and development offices of Hubble Bubble Chewing Gum Company, fine makers of novelty toys and bubble gum cards. We see Ira Shwartz sitting at his desk on the phone holding a small toy. Ira: Wang, Wang. Listen, Wang. You got the Snot Rockets all wrong. First of all they’re suppose to be three inches and you gave me one and a half inches. Right, a three inch plastic nose. And it’s suppose to be a Caucasian nose. This one’s yellow. It’s for the American market. I don’t care what color noses are in Hong Kong. Ours are pink. Yes that’s right ,Wang I have a pink nose. No, my nose is not three inches long. It needs to be that size to fit the snot shooter inside. And where are the warts that I asked for? The warts on the nose. Look at the blueprints. There’s three warts on the drawing. Warts. Hard round lumps on the skin. They’re caused by a virus. No, I don’t want them seperate. Just follow the blueprint. What do you mean an extra ten thousand dollars? Everything I’m saying is in the contract. Remember, the trigger in the nose has got to shoot a jelly-like substance. The trigger you got in here is too powerful. They’re snots not bullets. It wouldn’t be bad if this was a booger rocket toy but all the labels and ad copy have been printed already saying Snot Rockets. All right let’s go over this again. The kid holds up the plastic nose. Presses the button in the right nostril and a green-candy jelly-like substance shoots out of the left nostril. Grosses everyone out. What’s that, Wang? No, we got a company in Singapore making the snots. It’s suppose to …
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