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Vegan Season

Hedge03152017Catch and release. And catch. And release. And catch. And release. And catch…

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Angels to Demons

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This is an example of the unintended profound cartoon. I just wanted to riff on what happens to snow angels after their created…. then abandoned. I honestly wasn’t trying to make some subtle comment on free will and the nature of creation and it’s consequences. I really wasn’t.

Sometimes my subconscious is a lot smarter than I am.

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Top 1 SILENT Gift for Children

1.  Benadryl

 

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Spud of Evil

This isn’t exactly what I wrote, but it’s close:

Hammy stands about the same distance as he is tall from the chip.
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2 parts.  Top middle and bottom:
Top:  Hammy falls forward to eat the chip (mouth open)
Bottom:  Hammy hits the edge of the chip  which sends it flipping backward over. 
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Bottom:  Chip stays in foreground as Hammy starts rolls away down a hill screaming.

Chip:   Giggle. 
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Tiny SFX PANEL:  CRUNCH. OW!
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Same POV as third panel.  Chip still where it was.  RJ and Verne.  RJ holds his foot up, inspect it.  Hammy further away. bouncing in the distance,  screaming.  

RJ:  I just cut my foot on a chip

V:  They use way too many preservatives these days. 

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Raised by Sharks

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Howard the Bunny Who Hates Raised by Sharks.  Sounds like a Weekly World News Headline.  Although at WWN, they would be alien sharks led by Bat Boy.

And who hates Betty White?  Even Satan likes Betty White.

Howard the Bunny Who Hates is More Evil than Satan.  Thus making Howard the worst character ever created in the history of the world.

I’m so proud.

 

 

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Why Cats Don’t Polka

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I don’t really hate cats.  I just prefer dogs.  Dogs want to be my best friend.  Cats want to sleep on my keyboard and plot the overthrow of the galaxy.   My theory on cats is they’re like the Cylons on Battlestar Galactica.  They look mammalian, but they’re really furry toasters.  They’ve been programmed to gain our affection so we’ll take care of them – when what we really should doing is flushing them out the air lock first chance we get.

Psst, Cats…   In  space, no one can hear you purr.

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