I’ll be honest with you. This ain’t my best work. But, I haven’t updated in almost two weeks and I didn’t want to go a third without SOMETHING new on this site. That’s just not fair to the people who have been loyally making my counter crawl up to almost 1200 (joy!) despite the dry spell.
Even though it’s unfinished (no shading, no highlighting, lines poking through where they have no business) I’m still going to submit it to World of Warcraft’s comic contest. That’s the beauty of being allowed multiple entries. Even your crap comics have a chance.
Heh heh, crap … comics. OH THE PUNS!
There was a huge argument going on behind the scenes of the webcomic industry a few weeks back. The critics were accusing many of them being about nothing but farts and dicks. The artists and writers fired back that farts and dicks are, have been, and always will be, hilarious. Does the same hold true for massive mounds of half-bird, half-lion feces plummeting from the sky? Not really, but it makes my current comic look more noble than it actually is, so I’m going with it.
As penance for forcing you to look at this, I’ll try and get two up next week. One to replace this pile, and one to get back onto a normal updating schedule. Hasta!
[...] returned; magellanic, if you will, to the sulphurous pit I so often mine for my humor: poop. Sure, I can scribble a bit better now. I can dress up the language with such lofty literary terms [...]