Comic Transcripts

[[A girl addresses her demure lady cat while a wild tomcat looks on.]]

Girl: Why look, Miss Whiskers! Look at that cute little guy!
Cat: Hello there Miss Whiskers. May I say you are looking mighty fly.
They call me Fuzzypants McGee. But you can call me Tigrour.
I have renounced my slave name.

Girl: I do hope you two can be friends.
Tigrour: Yes. We will be friends all night long.
You make me unleash the secret weapon. A little of the ol’ butt action.
Classy lady like you will love the smell of my butt.

Tigrour: Oh, I get it, pinky here’s got your priorities all in a bunch.
That’s a’ight.
There’s one thing I learned in the service, it’s how to deal with a threat.

Girl: I wish I knew what you cats say to each other when you meow like that.
Tigrour: ATTAAACK

{{header: attaaack at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: pity you can’t see the crazed look in his eyes in the lo-res web version}}

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[[A girl addresses her demure lady cat while a wild tomcat looks on.]]

Girl: Why look, Miss Whiskers! Look at that cute little guy!
Cat: Hello there Miss Whiskers. May I say you are looking mighty fly.
They call me Fuzzypants McGee. But you can call me Tigrour.
I have renounced my slave name.

Girl: I do hope you two can be friends.
Tigrour: Yes. We will be friends all night long.
You make me unleash the secret weapon. A little of the ol’ butt action.
Classy lady like you will love the smell of my butt.

Tigrour: Oh, I get it, pinky here’s got your priorities all in a bunch.
That’s a’ight.
There’s one thing I learned in the service, it’s how to deal with a threat.

Girl: I wish I knew what you cats say to each other when you meow like that.
Tigrour: ATTAAACK

{{header: attaaack at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: pity you can’t see the crazed look in his eyes in the lo-res web version}}

#158; In which Amorous Advances are made transcribed by in

[[A girl addresses her demure lady cat while a wild tomcat looks on.]]

Girl: Why look, Miss Whiskers! Look at that cute little guy!
Cat: Hello there Miss Whiskers. May I say you are looking mighty fly.
They call me Fuzzypants McGee. But you can call me Tigrour.
I have renounced my slave name.

Girl: I do hope you two can be friends.
Tigrour: Yes. We will be friends all night long.
You make me unleash the secret weapon. A little of the ol' butt action.
Classy lady like you will love the smell of my butt.

Tigrour: Oh, I get it, pinky here's got your priorities all in a bunch.
That's a'ight.
There's one thing I learned in the service, it's how to deal with a threat.

Girl: I wish I knew what you cats say to each other when you meow like that.
Tigrour: ATTAAACK

{{header: attaaack at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: pity you can't see the crazed look in his eyes in the lo-res web version}}

miss whiskers is trying to keep her composure but oh! that fine aroma! she fears that she may swoon

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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