
by Noelle
[[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

by Noelle

My doctor said that he wasn’t sure if the pills were doing any good, but they sure weren’t hurting anything, he said, so why not keep taking them? $40 copay worth of pills every month, for two and a half years so far, and he’s not sure if they’re doing any good.

Drawing made at the Stumptown Comics Fest in Portland.
Ian took this video clip and turned it into this kickin’ track: