For your pleasure, a long sequel to “Look at This Fucking Ice Pick.” This one features my first rendition of Walter Jackson Freeman III, wearing his Navy uniform. I should mention that I don’t know what Walter’s family thought of[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Somewhere in the world is the guy this line will work on. I hope he’s cute.
I don’t know for sure that Walter ever carried on specifically with a secretary, but that he cheated on his wife — a lot — seems undeniable. Jack El-Hai, who generally goes easier on Walter than I do, states as[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I gave my dead cat’s name to the Starbucks person the day after drawing this comic. He spelled it correctly, but the woman who handed me my drink said “Ahteekah?”
I may not be the only lobotomy cartoonist on the Web, but I’m pretty sure I’m the silliest.
I am powerless not to like Egas Moniz. That shrink is supposed to be Carl Jung, by the way — not Theodore Roosevelt, though they did look somewhat similar. Fortunately you don’t need to know that for the purpose of[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
We’ve reached the point in our culture at which sex with the dead is considered less objectionable than sex with fat people.
Freeman, who was at the conference, didn’t make any note of such a question, and when he asked Moniz about it Moniz said he didn’t remember asking Fulton anything. At least one historian has suggested that Fulton straight made the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I always thought the superhero fantasy was pretty childish. You can’t solve crime just by beating people up. You could correct grammar in a lot of different places if you could fly, though.
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