Isn't this a repeat? I swear I've read it before.

"Its Discovery" - or "It's Discovery"

Hope it's not it's... :)

See this comic icon for the reason why:

http://www.angryflower.com/itsits.gif

Chapter 1 has that distinctive sense of approaching doom, even before that last frame about the kids.

I like the Dad's concern about valuable trash but worry about the permission Mom needs from Dad to keep the new pet.

All adds up to some suburban nightmare first chapter.

A mystery that starts out so gleeful and perfumed can only lead to well-groomed,young professionals'h--l.

I can hardly wait for Chapter 2.

Please anyone who has read the comic: don't be a spoiler on this one. I think Way worked on it harder than you may know.

How did that couple finance their mortgage, by the way?

I hope C.L. finds a geezer hero someday.

I need a serial right now- you know, something to live for, week to week.

P.S scroll down to "TOM" on the link provided (www.taz.de)

Tell Henry the truth....

The smell is from a jawbreaker candy from 1919. It's a Claeys Horehound Old Fashion Hard Candy. ~ Soothing Too ~ Made with 100% Natural Horehound Herb Tea, Brewed & Steeped In Copper Kettles To Enhance The Horehound Flavor. `Invite us over to a slumber party?' hush.

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Invite readers to a slumber party. Let us all spend the night. Let readers observe other's walk, talk, legs, lips, and laugh. Maybe we can sneak a peek at eyes, mouths, and other body parts.

If someone observes uninvited glances, begin a search to locate and turn off the arousal switch.

( a thought after a read of you, and Dr. Robert H. Deluty, and Glenn Greenwald's new book. )

It was published in "Now, Endsville", which by the way needs to be back in print ASAP.

Good times. A Salon exclusive, if I'm not mistaken (unless it was published in Now Endsville). Ms. Lay has not done much else like it, and more's the pity.

There are some living under my furniture although they don't leave lilac-scented droppings.

For some reason this reminds me of the Todal from James Thurber's wonderful book The Thirteen Clocks. The Todal is never seen, but is described by one character thus:

"The Todal looks like a blob of glup. It makes a sound like rabbits screaming, and smells of old, unopened rooms. It's waiting for the Duke to fail in some endeavor.It's an agent of the devil, sent to punish evil-doers for having done less evil than they should."

Another character adds:

"It's made of lips. It feels as if it had been dead at least a dozen days, but it moves about like monkeys and like shadows."

The Todal is more obviously sinister than the Thing Under the Futon, but I wouldn't be surprised if the Thing Under the Futon gleeps as well.