Comic Transcripts

[[Two lovely women, one standing facing the door with what appears to be a riding crop tucked under her arm, and drawing on a pair of gloves. We’ll call her Elaine. The other, Wendy, is sitting at the table, looking at Elaine. Elaine’s back is to Wendy, and she is glancing over her shoulder.]]

Elaine: Did you know that when you smell some particular smell, you’re actually breathing in particulates of that object?

Elaine: So, when you smell cookies, what’s really happening is that you’re inhaling tiny bits of cookie. And when you smell coffee, you’re breathing in very fine coffee dust.

Wendy: <>

Wendy: . . . you just farted, didn’t you.
Elaine: “Just”? No. “All morning pretty much constantly?” . . . Perhaps.

{{header: take a whiff at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: ever step onto the subway on a hot day and get just smacked in the face with a wave of b.o.? ewwwww.}}

#296; In which Wendy learns Too Much transcribed by in

[[Two lovely women, one standing facing the door with what appears to be a riding crop tucked under her arm, and drawing on a pair of gloves. We’ll call her Elaine. The other, Wendy, is sitting at the table, looking at Elaine. Elaine’s back is to Wendy, and she is glancing over her shoulder.]]

Elaine: Did you know that when you smell some particular smell, you’re actually breathing in particulates of that object?

Elaine: So, when you smell cookies, what’s really happening is that you’re inhaling tiny bits of cookie. And when you smell coffee, you’re breathing in very fine coffee dust.

Wendy: <>

Wendy: . . . you just farted, didn’t you.
Elaine: “Just”? No. “All morning pretty much constantly?” . . . Perhaps.

{{header: take a whiff at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: ever step onto the subway on a hot day and get just smacked in the face with a wave of b.o.? ewwwww.}}

#296; In which Wendy learns Too Much transcribed by in

[[Two lovely women, one standing facing the door with what appears to be a riding crop tucked under her arm, and drawing on a pair of gloves. We'll call her Elaine. The other, Wendy, is sitting at the table, looking at Elaine. Elaine's back is to Wendy, and she is glancing over her shoulder.]]

Elaine: Did you know that when you smell some particular smell, you're actually breathing in particulates of that object?

Elaine: So, when you smell cookies, what's really happening is that you're inhaling tiny bits of cookie. And when you smell coffee, you're breathing in very fine coffee dust.

Wendy: <>

Wendy: . . . you just farted, didn't you.
Elaine: "Just"? No. "All morning pretty much constantly?" . . . Perhaps.

{{header: take a whiff at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: ever step onto the subway on a hot day and get just smacked in the face with a wave of b.o.? ewwwww.}}

ever step onto the subway on a hot day and get just smacked in the face with a wave of b.o.? ewwwww

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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