Comic Transcripts

HELEN: Gax, would you like a cookie?
GAX: Oh, thank you, but no. In truth, I’m a diabetic.

HELEN: Are you just saying that so you don’t have to eat my cookies?
GAX: I assure you, Helen: what you would term my pancreas does not secrete enough insulin to allow me to handle what you would term your cookies. It’s a condition.

HELEN: I don’t know, why can’t you just shapeshfit your pancreas back into health? Morph those cells around until it works again?
GAX: Do you take me for a fool? Upon receiving the diagnosis, do you not think that was the FIRST THING I TRIED?

[[THAT NIGHT:]]
GAX: RRRRRGGHH

{{header: turn sugar into WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: Well, SOMETHING shifted and now I have a DESPERATE urge to poop out all my ribs}}

#712; All Organs are Approximated transcribed by in

HELEN: Gax, would you like a cookie?
GAX: Oh, thank you, but no. In truth, I’m a diabetic.

HELEN: Are you just saying that so you don’t have to eat my cookies?
GAX: I assure you, Helen: what you would term my pancreas does not secrete enough insulin to allow me to handle what you would term your cookies. It’s a condition.

HELEN: I don’t know, why can’t you just shapeshfit your pancreas back into health? Morph those cells around until it works again?
GAX: Do you take me for a fool? Upon receiving the diagnosis, do you not think that was the FIRST THING I TRIED?

[[THAT NIGHT:]]
GAX: RRRRRGGHH

{{header: turn sugar into WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: Well, SOMETHING shifted and now I have a DESPERATE urge to poop out all my ribs}}

#712; All Organs are Approximated transcribed by in

HELEN: Gax, would you like a cookie?
GAX: Oh, thank you, but no. In truth, I'm a diabetic.

HELEN: Are you just saying that so you don't have to eat my cookies?
GAX: I assure you, Helen: what you would term my pancreas does not secrete enough insulin to allow me to handle what you would term your cookies. It's a condition.

HELEN: I don't know, why can't you just shapeshfit your pancreas back into health? Morph those cells around until it works again?
GAX: Do you take me for a fool? Upon receiving the diagnosis, do you not think that was the FIRST THING I TRIED?

[[THAT NIGHT:]]
GAX: RRRRRGGHH

{{header: turn sugar into WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: Well, SOMETHING shifted and now I have a DESPERATE urge to poop out all my ribs}}

Well, SOMETHING shifted, and now I have a DESPERATE urge to poop out all my ribs

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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