[[The disembodied head of Abraham Lincoln wears a top hat and monocle.]]
Lincoln: I say, old chap, I think the most undignified way to die would be to be robbed and murdered by lower-class hooligans.
[[The disembodied head of George Washington wears an identical top hat and monocle.]]
Washington: Oh, I quite agree. That would certainly be a most unfashionable way to meet one's demise.
Lincoln: I rather think I'd prefer to be attacked by some sort of poisoned razor bees to be stung, poisoned, and lacerated to death than to be snuffed by a common poor person.
Washington: Oh certainly, certainly. Savage and gruesome deaths are very in these days You'd surely be the talk of the town for a few days after something like that.
[[The disembodied head of John Wilkes Booth holds a gun on both of them.]]
Booth: All right, guys, I get it. You'd be very ashamed to be robbed and murdered by a poor person like me. Great. Don't care. Still going to rob and murder you both.
[[Booth now wears both top hats and both monocles.]]
Booth: Aw, yeah, I'm the cock of the walk!
{{alt-text: this tale smacks of historical inaccuracy}}
this tale smacks of historical inaccuracy
Guest comic by Miles Grover of Thinkin’ Lincoln.
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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