[[A man in an elaborate hat and leggings, WHIPSMARK, holding a book, speaks to a woman, BELDRA, peering through a lorgnette and holding a tiny dog.]]

WHIPSMARK: Did you just POST this about the late DINGO WOLFHEART?

WHIPSMARK: “Rest in poop to DUMBO WOLF FART. I’m glad he’s dead, but I’m sad I wasn’t there to watch it happen”
WHIPSMARK: “He will be mourned by other people who should ALSO all die soon. This is not a THREAT of any sort, simply a request to Santa Claus”

BELDRA: I have a bunch more in my drafts, if you’d care to see.
WHIPSMARK: I do NOT.

WHIPSMARK (sternly): Crass. Disrespectful. When I die, are you going to say terrible things about ME, too?

BELDRA: WELL
BELDRA (sliding into a smirking, gleeful side-eye): THAT DEPENDS

[[The dog side-eyes WHIPSMARK as well.]]

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...I'm sad I wasn't there to watch it happen. I got stuck in traffic on the bridge on my way to the dookie factory, where he worked, and where he choked to death on dookie, sadly before I could get there. Whoops, character limit

Comic Transcripts

[[A man in an elaborate hat and leggings, WHIPSMARK, holding a book, speaks to a woman, BELDRA, peering through a lorgnette and holding a tiny dog.]]

WHIPSMARK: Did you just POST this about the late DINGO WOLFHEART?

WHIPSMARK: “Rest in poop to DUMBO WOLF FART. I’m glad he’s dead, but I’m sad I wasn’t there to watch it happen”
WHIPSMARK: “He will be mourned by other people who should ALSO all die soon. This is not a THREAT of any sort, simply a request to Santa Claus”

BELDRA: I have a bunch more in my drafts, if you’d care to see.
WHIPSMARK: I do NOT.

WHIPSMARK (sternly): Crass. Disrespectful. When I die, are you going to say terrible things about ME, too?

BELDRA: WELL
BELDRA (sliding into a smirking, gleeful side-eye): THAT DEPENDS

[[The dog side-eyes WHIPSMARK as well.]]

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#1589; The Ol’ Scorny Mourny transcribed by Comic Transcript AuthorsDavid Malki ! in

I made this: found-junk sculpture #1

This li’l dude was made from a few scraps of coathanger wire, foam, and paper that used to be a dry cleaner’s hanger. It’s snappily accessorized with some fabric from a DEMON VAMPIRE COSTUME. (This comic will provide some more context.)

I’ve made a few of these little found-junk sculptures now, and I always leave them where I make them. There might be some commentary there about the instantaneous and transitive nature of inspiration or some crap, but I think it’s just fun to leave little pieces of the world a tiny bit more whimscial than I found them.

Drawing: turtle turtle

jes' chillin

This dude was probably inspired by one of a pair of characters I created with my friend Stephen a dozen years ago.  They were Rabbi & Socrates; Rabbi was a giant tortoise with the head of — yes — a rabbi, similar but rather more hirstute than the gentlereptile above, while Socrates was a dwarfish version of the ancient Greek philosopher who rode around on Rabbi’s shell.  Socrates only spoke in questions, and Rabbi only spoke to say “Ach!” (to which his yarmulke would reply, in a tiny voice, “Yeidel!”)


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