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[[Two gentlemen sit at a table in a restaurant. First gentleman is wearing a top hat. Second gentleman is wearing a beanie.]]

First gentleman: How was your salad?
Second gentleman: Awful. Lettuce was wilted, and the dressing appeared to be just mayonnaise with flakes of parsley sort of drowned in it.

First gentleman: I’d have liked a little of that on my sandwich. It was less tuna salad than vaguely fish-like pasted between two chunks of particle board.
Second gentleman: mmm

Second gentleman: Were the fries at least any good?
First gentleman: Those were supposed to be fries? I figured it was jicama that’d been left out in the sun for some reason.

[[The waiter arrives with the check.]]
Waiter: And how was everything?
First gentleman and second gentleman: FINE

{{header: smile and nod at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: I don’t know WHY business is doing so poorly. Everyone says they LOVE our new hobo fusion menu!}}

#612; The Pretty Bad Dinner transcribed by in

[[Two gentlemen sit at a table in a restaurant. First gentleman is wearing a top hat. Second gentleman is wearing a beanie.]]

First gentleman: How was your salad?
Second gentleman: Awful. Lettuce was wilted, and the dressing appeared to be just mayonnaise with flakes of parsley sort of drowned in it.

First gentleman: I’d have liked a little of that on my sandwich. It was less tuna salad than vaguely fish-like pasted between two chunks of particle board.
Second gentleman: mmm

Second gentleman: Were the fries at least any good?
First gentleman: Those were supposed to be fries? I figured it was jicama that’d been left out in the sun for some reason.

[[The waiter arrives with the check.]]
Waiter: And how was everything?
First gentleman and second gentleman: FINE

{{header: smile and nod at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: I don’t know WHY business is doing so poorly. Everyone says they LOVE our new hobo fusion menu!}}

#612; The Pretty Bad Dinner transcribed by in

[[Two gentlemen sit at a table in a restaurant. First gentleman is wearing a top hat. Second gentleman is wearing a beanie.]]

First gentleman: How was your salad?
Second gentleman: Awful. Lettuce was wilted, and the dressing appeared to be just mayonnaise with flakes of parsley sort of drowned in it.

First gentleman: I'd have liked a little of that on my sandwich. It was less tuna salad than vaguely fish-like pasted between two chunks of particle board.
Second gentleman: mmm

Second gentleman: Were the fries at least any good?
First gentleman: Those were supposed to be fries? I figured it was jicama that'd been left out in the sun for some reason.

[[The waiter arrives with the check.]]
Waiter: And how was everything?
First gentleman and second gentleman: FINE

{{header: smile and nod at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: I don't know WHY business is doing so poorly. Everyone says they LOVE our new hobo fusion menu!}}

'I don't know WHY business is doing so poorly! Everyone says they LOVE our new hobo fusion menu!'

#612; The Pretty Bad Dinner

  — April 9th, 2010

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20 years ago (in photocomic form)

June 9, 2026 by David Malki !
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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