You know, I started to feel bad about panel four in the middle of drawing this comic, because maybe there are people out there with some horrible disease where they lose their toenails and now there is a revolutionary cosmetic procedure to replace lost real permanent toenails with fake permanent toenails. And then I remembered that I was trying to draw a humorous strip and so I said, “To hell with sensitivity! To hell I say!”
And so here we are.
Next week is going to be a new experiment on Rabid Lamb Comics in that I had this thing (really SOME things) happen to me on Wednesday that I want to draw a comic about, but it’s just too “epic” (not really) to fit into four panels. So next week I will be trying out a real honest to gods serial comic strip…meaning it will be “to be continued” onto as many strips as it takes to tell it. I think it will probably take the whole week to get it all out. Anyway, that is something to look forward to, or to dread, y’know depending on whether you’re a glass half full or half empty kinda person…
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An epic comic? Are they just around the corner?
I was more depressed that the last panel had NO boobs. To hell with rotten toenails, I’m not looking at them. You could have no toenails and i wouldn’t give a rat’s hairy behind if you shoved melons in my face.
And yet again, we see why Paul isn’t a stand-up comic.
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