cardboard armour

Home of Crabgirl & I. A weekly comic about some guy and his imaginary friend who is part crab or something. My website can been found here. Facebook page is found here. Every character, plotline and image here-in is copyright Owain Davies. Here's a link to my Deviant Art page.

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Embrace change...and maybe steal its wallet.

It's time for a change.
From the next post onwards this blogcomic will take on a new form.
Cardboard Armour will now be the home of a comic called...
'Claret Cliffs'
It may even have a plot.
But I can't guarantee the continuity.


Tuesday, August 29, 2006

I quit

Hat and coat out the window,
Name badge in the bin,
Bye bye job.


Saturday, August 26, 2006

mother nature ate my babies.


Is it a waste of time to but tiny protective sheaths on all the little spiky bits on a bramble bush...
...or is it just showing a good sense for public safety?

Nature's a dangerous place.

Put a muzzle on your bear sonny...
...and de-crag those rock-pools.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

y'all ready for pancakes?

Must....have....pancakes.
I dunno how to make pancakes though.
Guess it's gonna have to be deep-fried cardboard discs...
...again.


Saturday, August 19, 2006

crock of crock

I found the end of a rainbow the other day.
In a field.

There were no leprechauns or crocks of gold.
Just sheep.

And when you're at the end of a rainbow,
You can no longer see it.

There's a fridge magnet in there somewhere


Tuesday, August 15, 2006

rob-a-job

Whenever I'm walking through some rich part of town I'm always thinking 'this road is away from everything, you hardly get anyone down here these people probably think I'm checking the place out in advance of a big robbery'

And as I'm walking along I sing to myself in a low voice a song that goes-

Casing, casing,
Casing the joint for robberies...

I need to get me a t-shirt that says 'I am not a burglar'


Friday, August 11, 2006

*squelch squelch* muuuuuuuuh!

If I had to be involved in an Apocolypse it'd have to be a Zombie apocolypse, hands down.

Nuclear apocolypses are very hard to dodge and they can't be defeated with a bullet to the brainpan.

Natural apocolypses too are hard to get out of the way of and a tsunami would kick my ass no doubt.

As long as you don't open any suspicious doors and remember to turn around really fast rather than nerve-wrackingly slowly a zombie apocolypse is a cinch.



Tuesday, August 08, 2006

All my storage problems solved.


If I sanded down my shoulders and forearms and my head so they were completly flat I could keep stuff balanced on them.

And if I fold my stomach round and sew it up I will have a makeshift pouch.

And could put little baskets hanging from my ears

And cups on the knees

And pipettes on the back of my fingers

And magnets on my shins...

Then I will never need to rely on cupboards and fridges.

The storage space fascists can't overcharge me for rental.

Gonna take the power back!!

Friday, August 04, 2006

Jabbamockery


The beast had the front half of a lion,
and the back half was a mariachi band.

When it breathed it did not breath air,
but finest wine and basil stalks.

If it had a name it did not know it,
and therefore could not claim its lottery winnings.