I hope everyone else likes the dry humor of horrible images delivered conversationally by a cute tadpole as much as I do, imaginary readers, or this comic will fall on QUITE deaf ears.
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I’m tired, imaginary readers. So you get a Cliff’s Notes about The Little Match Girl. It’s just a story about a poor girl in London who sells matches. And dies. At Christmas. This would have been during the industrial revolution[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
So that’s what Dick’s up to right now, imaginary readers. It’s good to check in on him once in a while. More importantly, I need to keep my finger on the pulse of the superhero dimension. THIS IS IMPORTANT. I[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Confession, imaginary readers. I am Nimmo in this comic. Do not leave me in an empty room with cookies. Happy weekend.
I’m exhausted, imaginary readers. It has been, in simple words, a bad day. On the plus side, the site’s working like it’s supposed to now. So there’s that.
It feels good to be out of a storyline, imaginary readers. Surely soon enough I will regret the structure storylines bring, but not now! I have sweet freedom! If you think that’s something of an overreaction, you’re probably right. Good[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Storyline over, imaginary readers! Now I suppose I’ll be mostly filling December with Christmas things. Because I’m American, and that’s how we do. “Hey, look! That direction!” is my favorite way to have a character leave a scene. I think[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Adorable Zombie Head would probably make a very good hatstand, imaginary readers. That is all.
That imp needs to learn about glass houses. He’s the last person to call someone weird. Happy weekend, imaginary readers.
This has not been a good day in general, imaginary readers! I have been SAD and DISENCHANTED and UNCOMFORTABLY COLD. With that in mind, I think this is a very light comic about Hell. I like that sentence. That is[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…