I find myself hoping the artist was behind and so repurposed a picture of Reed Richards by drawing a pair of horns on the head, sketching some underwear on the outside, and painting it all red.
Step 1: Consider the message or idea you want your artwork to convey. Step 2: Place the camera (note: this is not Step 1)
According to Green's Dictionary of Slang, it can mean many things. In this case, I'm betting on:
pipe, v.(3) 1. to look over, to inspect. 2. orig. of a detective, to follow, to pursue; to spy on. 3. to understand, to work out. [with US examples 1882-1962]
I believe so. According to Green's Dictionary of Slang, it usually referred to an obese person (or group thereof), but being used to mean "beefy" doesn't seem too far removed.
beef trust (n.) [ironic use of SE beef trust, a conglomerate of beef producers/processors; orig. late 19C carnival use, created by showman W.B. ‘Billy’ Watson (born Isaac Levy; 1852–1945), who thus named his sideshow of grotesquely overweight women, the term was later adopted in his burlesque to describe a chorus-line of notably large girls; Watson also created the chicken trust, composed thin and reportedly beautiful women]
And the gloss. That receiver looks so smoooth.
True, he's been blind since birth, but that doesn't mean the buffalo wasn't great.
She must have been was attacked by the Evil Mad Upsticker What Upsticks At Midnight.
At first I misread this as him wassailing her drawers. Not sure if that would have been better or worse...
I have to think the plot was setting the guy up as a raving lunatic--what other kind of person would berate someone for NOT storing their sweaters in their underwear drawer?
Or at least 79 of their personalities!
His optometrist kept trying to sell him on glasses, but all he needed was to remember to raise his desk.
Also, he'd been wondering for months where that doohickey on the back left corner of the desk had been. "Why did I put it on the under shelf? Oh, right. That was the evening I had that bad trip and spent the evening hiding under my desk."
Great. I'll be way over here then, watching you. If you go crazy, I'll know it was a cosmic horror.
Every time you enter the bathroom, BAM! You wonder if the rest of the house has finally shorted out your visual cortex and given you monochromacy. When you leave it, however, the assault continues. Yay?