Comic Transcripts

[[MACK and MABEL, sitting forlornly in a room.]]
MACK: Okay, here’s the plan.

MACK: We’ll fashion a rope ladder from your petticoat.
Weighted with stones, we’ll throw it onto the roof and hook it over the ledge.
[[He envisions MABEL climbing said rope ladder.]]

MACK: Then, we’ll pry off all the rain gutters, lashing them end-to-end with bits of the ladder using sticks as splints.
While you erect the gutters like a flagpole, I’ll place the other end in contact with the doorknob.
[[He envisions himself working on the gutter-flagpole.]]

[[He envisions lightning striking the makeshift lightning-rod.]]
MACK: Once lightning hits our rod, the charge will travel down the copper gutters, superheat the doorknob assembly, and momentarily soften the deadbolt enough for me to batter the door open.

MABEL: Or we could wait five more minutes for Zach to arrive with our spare keys.
MACK: THAT DOES NOT AFFORD AN OPPORTUNITY FOR VICTORY!

{{Header: plan it out at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: If we had gotten OnStar for the front door like I WANTED, this wouldn’t have HAPPENED.}}

#539; In which Circumstances must be Conquered transcribed by in

[[MACK and MABEL, sitting forlornly in a room.]]
MACK: Okay, here’s the plan.

MACK: We’ll fashion a rope ladder from your petticoat.
Weighted with stones, we’ll throw it onto the roof and hook it over the ledge.
[[He envisions MABEL climbing said rope ladder.]]

MACK: Then, we’ll pry off all the rain gutters, lashing them end-to-end with bits of the ladder using sticks as splints.
While you erect the gutters like a flagpole, I’ll place the other end in contact with the doorknob.
[[He envisions himself working on the gutter-flagpole.]]

[[He envisions lightning striking the makeshift lightning-rod.]]
MACK: Once lightning hits our rod, the charge will travel down the copper gutters, superheat the doorknob assembly, and momentarily soften the deadbolt enough for me to batter the door open.

MABEL: Or we could wait five more minutes for Zach to arrive with our spare keys.
MACK: THAT DOES NOT AFFORD AN OPPORTUNITY FOR VICTORY!

{{Header: plan it out at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: If we had gotten OnStar for the front door like I WANTED, this wouldn’t have HAPPENED.}}

#539; In which Circumstances must be Conquered transcribed by in

[[MACK and MABEL, sitting forlornly in a room.]]
MACK: Okay, here's the plan.

MACK: We'll fashion a rope ladder from your petticoat.
Weighted with stones, we'll throw it onto the roof and hook it over the ledge.
[[He envisions MABEL climbing said rope ladder.]]

MACK: Then, we'll pry off all the rain gutters, lashing them end-to-end with bits of the ladder using sticks as splints.
While you erect the gutters like a flagpole, I'll place the other end in contact with the doorknob.
[[He envisions himself working on the gutter-flagpole.]]

[[He envisions lightning striking the makeshift lightning-rod.]]
MACK: Once lightning hits our rod, the charge will travel down the copper gutters, superheat the doorknob assembly, and momentarily soften the deadbolt enough for me to batter the door open.

MABEL: Or we could wait five more minutes for Zach to arrive with our spare keys.
MACK: THAT DOES NOT AFFORD AN OPPORTUNITY FOR VICTORY!

{{Header: plan it out at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: If we had gotten OnStar for the front door like I WANTED, this wouldn't have HAPPENED.}}

If we had gotten OnStar for the front door like I WANTED, this wouldn't have HAPPENED.

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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