I dont have this issue with my mom.. if i did it might make more sense to my brain. I have this exact issue with a buddy of mine who instead of enjoying the comic, he picks apart every detail of every panel.. it sorta sucks the soul out of them.
How dare you attempt to pass off this… this… disgusting charade as a “fart party”. After my life partner Laurence Olivier and myself attempted to locate the nearest “fart party” on the internet, we were redirected to this travesty attempting to pass itself off as the one and only “fart party”. I hope that some day, you meet a fiery death at the hands of myself and all others like me who were duped into being pawns in this sick game of psychological warfare you decided to unleash upon the world.
Hey we’re booking out tickets now acually. We’ll be in NYC mid September, for who knows how long. The comments thread to this comic gets the scoop.
Lemme know if you here of any jobs—you know the kind I like—scooping nuclear waste from a dumpster or what have you.
Errol, yup, my mom does indeed do that, I don’t make any of this stuff up! if I did, it would be hugely unclever of me just just make up this kind of drivel.
and I’m sure “Nick” is kidding, no one would post that in earnest. It’s just a failed attempt at humor. yawn.
Austin! My sinks are constantly stopping up, you could come over and pour draino down them once a week for me! I’ll pay you in apples. But really, I’ll keep an eye out for you, can’t wait to see you guys!
No matter what they say, Drano’s hard on your pipes. (No, not those pipes. It’d be pretty gruesome.) Hot water, few spoons of Borax, and a $5 plunger from Home Depot will get you fixed up, or $15-25 for a hand snake.
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Your mother and my mother just might be the same person.
ooh, i’m waiting for the next one!
I dont have this issue with my mom.. if i did it might make more sense to my brain. I have this exact issue with a buddy of mine who instead of enjoying the comic, he picks apart every detail of every panel.. it sorta sucks the soul out of them.
I like this one a lot, esp your ‘arg’ in panel 2.
Austin! we miss you! come back to New York! I hear the sink is for rent at 282, do you think Clara would mind?
I think this version of your mom looks best.
How dare you attempt to pass off this… this… disgusting charade as a “fart party”. After my life partner Laurence Olivier and myself attempted to locate the nearest “fart party” on the internet, we were redirected to this travesty attempting to pass itself off as the one and only “fart party”. I hope that some day, you meet a fiery death at the hands of myself and all others like me who were duped into being pawns in this sick game of psychological warfare you decided to unleash upon the world.
Good day, schmuck…
I also can’t wait for the next book!
(Poor moms that have to read what their kids have been up to.)
Nick seems to have his knickers in a twist, eh? (I”m sure he’s joking, but hard to tell with internet communications)
Does your mom really do that? And I enjoyed your parents’ visit to New York as well; it was an amusing few pages.
I hear Staten Island is considered separate from NYC; that true?
Just someone who lives on the West Coast and has no idea.
Errol
Hey we’re booking out tickets now acually. We’ll be in NYC mid September, for who knows how long. The comments thread to this comic gets the scoop.
Lemme know if you here of any jobs—you know the kind I like—scooping nuclear waste from a dumpster or what have you.
Errol, yup, my mom does indeed do that, I don’t make any of this stuff up! if I did, it would be hugely unclever of me just just make up this kind of drivel.
and I’m sure “Nick” is kidding, no one would post that in earnest. It’s just a failed attempt at humor. yawn.
Austin! My sinks are constantly stopping up, you could come over and pour draino down them once a week for me! I’ll pay you in apples. But really, I’ll keep an eye out for you, can’t wait to see you guys!
No matter what they say, Drano’s hard on your pipes. (No, not those pipes. It’d be pretty gruesome.) Hot water, few spoons of Borax, and a $5 plunger from Home Depot will get you fixed up, or $15-25 for a hand snake.
For some reason, I always find it embarassing when my mother reads my stuff, somehow it’s too personal.