TEXT: Mr. Meanscary looks like a puppy butt
MR. MEANSCARY: Not by CHOICE! It's GENETIC!
TEXT: His innocent appearance is for gobbling children up
MR. MEANSCARY: Aw, THIS old rumor again? I was never even THERE when that kid got eaten!
I was in PENSACOLA!
TEXT: He lured a baby off a cliff and waited open-mouthed for it
He ate a pair of twins and threw their bones into a tiger pit
MR. MEANSCARY: I NEVER did! It's a vicious LIE being spread by my bitter ex-wife!
I can't afford a TIGER PIT! I can't afford ANY kind of pit!
TEXT: So stay close to your parents, lads and lasses, and obey;
Or Mr. M may add you to his menu for today.
MR. MEANSCARY: This is going to make it VERY hard to volunteer for the Kiwanis Club.
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Mr. Meanscary would LIKE to give back to his community and foster civic engagement, if you people would just LET HIM
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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