MA AKCERMAN: There's the little scamps! What have you kids been up to today?
BRITNEY: Nothing! Nothing at all! Everything's totally fine! We haven't even been IN the garage! We've just been, uh, upstairs!
SANJAY: I uh don't think I've EVER been in the garage
MA AKCERMAN: Oh, dear. Do I need to look in the garage?
BRITNEY: NO! Not at all! I mean, not unless you want to see cars! The cars are still in there! We didn't move them! Why would we have moved them? We WOULDN'T'VE!
SANJAY: Yeah I mean we're just kids
MA AKCERMAN: I know what you're doing.
MA AKCERMAN: You're pretending to have done something wrong, so I'll go look and nothing will be the matter...
MA AKCERMAN: That way, I'll eventually grow tired of looking every time you kids act nervous, thus freeing you to cause all sorts of mischief!
BRITNEY: Wow. We did it. She's nuts.
SANJAY: As long as she doesn't look in the garage
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{{alt-text: once you grow up, you have to just sit around all day figuring out how your children are trying to decieve you. if you let your guard down even for a moment, all of a sudden they are seventeen years old breaking the lock on your toolshed and selling your power tools for meth money.}}
once you grow up, you have to just sit around all day figuring out how your children are trying to deceive you. if you let your guard down even for a moment, all of a sudden they are seventeen years old breaking the lock on your toolshed and selling all your power tools for meth money.
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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