That third pane reminds me of a stop we made on our way to Ohio this past Christmas eve. We pulled over at some one-gas-station town in WV to find an ATM. The ATM was in a gas station, and I waited while a sketchy, homeless sorta fellow wrestled with the machine for way too long. He finally left, disgusted, and I walked up to the machine and saw an "Insufficient funds" message a moment before it blinked out.
I felt bad that the guy had no money on Christmas eve. I felt bad for being annoyed with him for taking so long. But then those emotions were overwhelmed with the realization that...oh yes...he was definitely lying in wait for me outside the gas station, ready to pounce on me and pilfer my yuletide lucre. "Merry Christmas, richy rich!!" *whack* *grab*
I took my money, steeled my nerves, and cautiously exited the gas station. The dude was nowhere in sight. But, hey, better safe than sorry!
The second pane makes me want to go fishing, and I don't even like fishing. A true testament to your peaouwer, Jeaoure.
Thanks Jeremy. I am honored to be the recipient of one of your comics. You are gifted with the unique talent of seeing life and then displaying it in a manner that makes us see how tragically ridiculous (and funny) it sometimes is. “Turtle fingers”? I imagine Ned has one all varnished up and attached to his car keys.
I've made a habit of drawing short, one-page comics for important people in my life.
This is a catalog of the ones I've done so far. Click the images to enlarge.
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Depressing as hell. But the stuff of real life. Gritty
That third pane reminds me of a stop we made on our way to Ohio this past Christmas eve. We pulled over at some one-gas-station town in WV to find an ATM. The ATM was in a gas station, and I waited while a sketchy, homeless sorta fellow wrestled with the machine for way too long. He finally left, disgusted, and I walked up to the machine and saw an "Insufficient funds" message a moment before it blinked out.
I felt bad that the guy had no money on Christmas eve. I felt bad for being annoyed with him for taking so long. But then those emotions were overwhelmed with the realization that...oh yes...he was definitely lying in wait for me outside the gas station, ready to pounce on me and pilfer my yuletide lucre. "Merry Christmas, richy rich!!" *whack* *grab*
I took my money, steeled my nerves, and cautiously exited the gas station. The dude was nowhere in sight. But, hey, better safe than sorry!
The second pane makes me want to go fishing, and I don't even like fishing. A true testament to your peaouwer, Jeaoure.
Thanks Jeremy. I am honored to be the recipient of one of your comics. You are gifted with the unique talent of seeing life and then displaying it in a manner that makes us see how tragically ridiculous (and funny) it sometimes is.
“Turtle fingers”? I imagine Ned has one all varnished up and attached to his car keys.
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