Comic Transcripts

– I don’t THINK I was followed, but I’m not sure…
– Hold those knees still.

– Sorry, I’m just a little nervous.
– Don’t be. Those guards are dumber than dirt.

– Um… So HOW exactly are you going to get me across the border?

– Won’t fit. I say she just won’t fit.
– We’ll have to lose the legs.

header: smuggle at WONDERMARK.COM
alt-text: and i don’t suppose you’d let ME keep them?

#091; In which Sacrifices are made transcribed by in

– I don’t THINK I was followed, but I’m not sure…
– Hold those knees still.

– Sorry, I’m just a little nervous.
– Don’t be. Those guards are dumber than dirt.

– Um… So HOW exactly are you going to get me across the border?

– Won’t fit. I say she just won’t fit.
– We’ll have to lose the legs.

header: smuggle at WONDERMARK.COM
alt-text: and i don’t suppose you’d let ME keep them?

#091; In which Sacrifices are made transcribed by in

- I don't THINK I was followed, but I'm not sure...
- Hold those knees still.

- Sorry, I'm just a little nervous.
- Don't be. Those guards are dumber than dirt.

- Um... So HOW exactly are you going to get me across the border?

- Won't fit. I say she just won't fit.
- We'll have to lose the legs.

header: smuggle at WONDERMARK.COM
alt-text: and i don't suppose you'd let ME keep them?

and i don't suppose you'd let ME keep them?

20 years ago (in photocomic form)

A young David Malki !, Steve Carey, and Ryan North, June 2006.

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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