Comic Transcripts

LLOYD: Wow, what a great turnout! I didn’t think this many people were interested in poison.
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Are you kidding? “Every Rose” basically defined a marginalized generation. It was like my anthem senior year.

LLOYD: Wait, are you talking about “Poison” the band?
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Totally! Bret Michaels basically raised me. Through the tape player in my Camaro. Oh! And I’m pretty sure the lyrics for “Ride the Wind” were at least partially inspired by one of my fan letters.

LLOYD: Is everyone here for Poison the band?
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Uh, yeah, hombre! I’ve already met up with “ratttrap” from the old listserv.
LLOYD: Well, I feel like an idiot now.
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Why, what are you here for?
LLOYD: Nothing. Listen, I’d skip the punch.

{{header: I want action at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: n – no reason, it’s just – uh, it’s just GRAPE, and you do NOT look like a guy that appreciates that fakey grape flavor. I mean it would probably put you off your whole night. And this is YOUR night.}}

#330; The Poison Convention transcribed by in

LLOYD: Wow, what a great turnout! I didn’t think this many people were interested in poison.
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Are you kidding? “Every Rose” basically defined a marginalized generation. It was like my anthem senior year.

LLOYD: Wait, are you talking about “Poison” the band?
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Totally! Bret Michaels basically raised me. Through the tape player in my Camaro. Oh! And I’m pretty sure the lyrics for “Ride the Wind” were at least partially inspired by one of my fan letters.

LLOYD: Is everyone here for Poison the band?
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Uh, yeah, hombre! I’ve already met up with “ratttrap” from the old listserv.
LLOYD: Well, I feel like an idiot now.
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Why, what are you here for?
LLOYD: Nothing. Listen, I’d skip the punch.

{{header: I want action at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: n – no reason, it’s just – uh, it’s just GRAPE, and you do NOT look like a guy that appreciates that fakey grape flavor. I mean it would probably put you off your whole night. And this is YOUR night.}}

#330; The Poison Convention transcribed by in

LLOYD: Wow, what a great turnout! I didn't think this many people were interested in poison.
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Are you kidding? "Every Rose" basically defined a marginalized generation. It was like my anthem senior year.

LLOYD: Wait, are you talking about "Poison" the band?
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Totally! Bret Michaels basically raised me. Through the tape player in my Camaro. Oh! And I'm pretty sure the lyrics for "Ride the Wind" were at least partially inspired by one of my fan letters.

LLOYD: Is everyone here for Poison the band?
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Uh, yeah, hombre! I've already met up with "ratttrap" from the old listserv.
LLOYD: Well, I feel like an idiot now.
DR. HELFSQUIGGLE: Why, what are you here for?
LLOYD: Nothing. Listen, I'd skip the punch.

{{header: I want action at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: n - no reason, it's just - uh, it's just GRAPE, and you do NOT look like a guy that appreciates that fakey grape flavor. I mean it would probably put you off your whole night. And this is YOUR night.}}

n-no reason, it's just - uh, it's just GRAPE, and you do NOT look like a guy who appreciates that fakey grape flavor. I mean it would probably put you off your whole night. And this is YOUR night.

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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