You would think, having used old crappy psycho drawings for two weeks, I’d have a bunch of strips lined up ready to go, but no. You don’t need to know this, of course. Just go and admire the pimping skills of my kittens, I know I do. They know I do, too. I think I’llContinue reading “It’s the writer’s cramp!”
It may be the fifth time I’ve used that malady as an excuse. I’m taking a short break from the saga of how the Ninja Twins were placed under house arrest to bring you my ridiculous impressions of Olympic Sports from 1988. Note the officials are South Korean, otherwise I’m sure this could pass forContinue reading “Olympic Fever!”
…they know what they want.
Oh, the poor kittens. Of course, it loses a lot of suspense when you realize it’s all a flashback. Then again, one of the non-fictional twins jumped head-first into a glass door tonight, so they never fail to dish the suspense to the max. I have since covered the door with Stik-ees, but the kittenContinue reading “On the first part of the journey….”
I’m actually attempting to comprehend what the twins have told me of their lives before me, and show it to you. Turns out they come from the same planet as their Pops. Who would have guessed? So, it’s all intricate and stuff, today’s will also be a tad tardy.
Screw reality, give me talking cats and dogs any day. And snappy-looking spiders any other day.
…movie fans nearly ruined movies for me.
What was that I said about living or…what?