You have to imagine that, in panel 6, Adios Taco is getting ready to roll that recycling bin like a bowling ball, and when he does, it glides across the floor and comes to a graceful stop two inches from […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
For the record, I don’t get paid by the word. Also, I hope that it’s clear that, in panel 7, the onion is reminiscing about a past kill — it’s not like he darted off, killed a condor real quick, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
(To be continued.) (This story started here, in case you’re the type that wants to know how every little thing started and sleeps with a copy of David Copperfield under the pillow.)
Sorry for the lack of an update Thursday. I guess the spookiness of Halloween got to me. But there is an upside, and I call it Donna the Bears the Pumpkin, the Gourd of Many Articles (and the Protector of […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Is it turning the small fly big, or the big fly small? Who can tell? Stupid trunk. Still 4 more days to get your own hand-drawn Mountain Time index card! If you haven’t already, you can send me (isto at […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…