There was a series of ads on for Fathers’ Day and the middle one said “What is love but a promise trapped in a diamond forever?” I don’t think my dad wants diamonds, let alone one that’s already been used as a vessel for some deranged, emotional genie. No one wants that on a Sunday morning.
31st August 2012
Plantoids
Just a sketchy idea.
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A collab with B Snow.
Burning a snow monster’s face is probably more fun than looking at pigs.
It’s all happening at…
Reblogged From mrlightly
Choose your next holiday destination wisely.
Also there’s some new stuff up on http://mrlightly.tumblr.com/ now, if it tickles your fancy.
My face hurts. I tried using WebMD to search for the symptom ‘face-hurt’. The closest match was ‘fellatio’, but that might have just been the auto-correct on my browser. And now I’m worried what kinds of illnesses would have that as a symptom.
He’s gonna lose points unless he knows which Royal House the king was from, and the time of his reign.
You just wait till they crack out the Australian edition. So many marsupials. Those kids know to to rock an ilium or two.
Also there’s no comic about potatoes, I made that up hoping more people would look at these. But apparently they don’t.
Introducing Postcards from Limbo, another project that I will update over here:
Milky the Milkface related comics and clumps and cloven footed antics will continue on this site. The one you’re looking at now. Right here. If you need more help than that I really can’t help you. I’m very sorry.
Beau and Al will return in The Case of the Missing Potato.
Then they played a game of match the pelvis to the missing celebrity. In the Game of Pelvis, everyone’s a winner!
Games are fun. I used to spend about 8 hours a day in an elaborate bed costume. It was so heavy that I couldn’t move. So I’d just sleep there.
Throwing breadcrumbs at a pigeon is like racism. Throwing a loaf is much, much, much worse. Much.
A direct sequel to the comic from March. I dedicate this to my friend Bicky, who loves eyebrows. If she were an animal, she would be two caterpillars sitting very close together. Or a tough pigeon.
Not the only 3 types but probably the ones I’ve encountered the most.
