Once again it’s “Tweener Time”. A Tweener is a cartoon too filthy and degenerate for outdoor publications yet too outdoorsy for Playboy.
For you non duck hunters…so-called dabbling ducks – mallards, pintails, teal and others -tip up to feed on edible stuff in the water like invertebrates, seeds and plants. When you see a dabbling duck doing this it is not mooning you, it is eating.
Diving ducks such as scaup, canvasbacks, and redheads dive completely under the water to find their food. What we call “trash ducks” such as mergansers eat old tires, discarded condoms and oil that has leaked from drilling platforms.
Once again it’s Tweener Time when you get the rare privilege of viewing a cartoon that is too salacious and degenerate to appear in outdoor sports publications yet too outdoorsy for Playboy, the magazine for the urban male. To understand this cartoon all you need to know is that bucks are male deer and the critters in this cartoon are female deer.
Once again it’s Tweener Time. Tweeners are those cartoons too raunchy for outdoor publications but to outdoorsy for Playboy.
Catfishermen with stink bait have nothing on bow hunters, who use a variety of smelly substances to mask their own odor. Raccoon urine was in vogue for a while but you don’t hear much about it lately. Maybe the supply dried up (pun intended).
As you may remember, Tweeners are cartoons too edgy or raunchy for outdoor magazines but too outdoorsy for Playboy. They are in between.
If this particular Tweener seems mild to you that’s because you’re not a magazine editor. To we normal people this cartoon depicts two toms discussing how they hope to wind up in the sack (or where ever turkeys do it) with that sexy female turkey on the right. To an editor it conjures up images of inappropriate sexual advances, tag-team rape and possible job loss.
As the New Year festers on the horizon, threatening to cut a wide swath through our hopes and expectations, lighten your load with a brief moment of laughter.
As you may recall from a previous lesson, a “Tweener” is a cartoon that’s a little too raunchy for outdoorpublications but too outdoorsy for Playboy. It’s in between. The urban metrosexual Playboy reader knows nothing of doe-in-heat scent (unless he leads an even kinkier sex life than most) and the typical outdoor magazine editor isn’t comfortable publishing a cartoon that, in this case, deals with cross-fertilization between deer and deer hunter.
But you’re a weirdo or you wouldn’t be looking at this blog, so you should be able to view a Tweener once in a while without having your moral compass knocked off kilter.
A Tweener is a cartoon that’s too outdoorsy for Playboy but a little too raunchy for outdoorpublications. So why do I even bother roughing them up in pencil? Good question. After much deliberation I’ve decided it’s because I’m crazy.