Man in top hat: Pardon me, can you direct me to the library?
[[Native's head drops to the ground; man in top hat recoils in horror]]
[[Man in top hat is gone. Second head emerges from native's apron]]
Second head: Heh heh heh
Second head: Wotta prank
[[Native's head now stands erect on tiny body with tiny legs and tiny arms akimbo]]
Native's head: Listen, I'm getting tired of you calling the shots here!
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From now on, when you feel my itsy bitsy butt muscles clench atop the mound of your misshapen hump, that, my friend, is when you DO NOT DROP ME
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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