Comic Transcripts

[[CHAIR-HOLDING CHAMPIONSHIPS: DAY 6]]
[[GENO and DAVY are holding up a chair as an audience looks on.]]
GENO: You are weak. The chair is made of butter. It slips from your grasp so easily.
DAVY: I am not listens

GENO: Your shoulders quake. Your arms give out. The chair is heavy. So very, VERY heavy.
DAVY: Your words is like gravy to my starving ears

GENO: Your fingers are like sponges. SO weak. So terribly, achingly, TREMBLINGLY weak.
DAVY: I am IMMUNES to every hurtful psychologies!

GENO: Your pockets are so soft. So inviting. “Put your hands in us,” they whisper. “Why have you FORSAKEN us? Do you not LOVE us anymore?”
DAVY: You cannot TRICKING me! My strong desire for this pockets is matter of MANY public records!

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{[alt-text: front page newspapers in my hometowns: HERO LOCAL DESIRES VICTORY, POCKETS}}

#769; The Chair-Holding Championships transcribed by in

[[CHAIR-HOLDING CHAMPIONSHIPS: DAY 6]]
[[GENO and DAVY are holding up a chair as an audience looks on.]]
GENO: You are weak. The chair is made of butter. It slips from your grasp so easily.
DAVY: I am not listens

GENO: Your shoulders quake. Your arms give out. The chair is heavy. So very, VERY heavy.
DAVY: Your words is like gravy to my starving ears

GENO: Your fingers are like sponges. SO weak. So terribly, achingly, TREMBLINGLY weak.
DAVY: I am IMMUNES to every hurtful psychologies!

GENO: Your pockets are so soft. So inviting. “Put your hands in us,” they whisper. “Why have you FORSAKEN us? Do you not LOVE us anymore?”
DAVY: You cannot TRICKING me! My strong desire for this pockets is matter of MANY public records!

{{header: keep it up at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{[alt-text: front page newspapers in my hometowns: HERO LOCAL DESIRES VICTORY, POCKETS}}

#769; The Chair-Holding Championships transcribed by in

[[CHAIR-HOLDING CHAMPIONSHIPS: DAY 6]]
[[GENO and DAVY are holding up a chair as an audience looks on.]]
GENO: You are weak. The chair is made of butter. It slips from your grasp so easily.
DAVY: I am not listens

GENO: Your shoulders quake. Your arms give out. The chair is heavy. So very, VERY heavy.
DAVY: Your words is like gravy to my starving ears

GENO: Your fingers are like sponges. SO weak. So terribly, achingly, TREMBLINGLY weak.
DAVY: I am IMMUNES to every hurtful psychologies!

GENO: Your pockets are so soft. So inviting. "Put your hands in us," they whisper. "Why have you FORSAKEN us? Do you not LOVE us anymore?"
DAVY: You cannot TRICKING me! My strong desire for this pockets is matter of MANY public records!

{{header: keep it up at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{[alt-text: front page newspapers in my hometowns: HERO LOCAL DESIRES VICTORY, POCKETS}}

front page newspapers in my hometowns: HERO LOCAL DESIRES VICTORY, POCKETS

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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