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Here is Sal beating her brother to death with a Segway. It’s atrocious, but it’s atrocious built on the foundation of the absurd. Like… with a Segway, dudes. A Segway. Beating her brother to death with a Segway. It’s this […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
No, Sal has never met Ruth. There is no reason why she should have this phrase in her brain other than it being a fun subversion of the original sentiment. I knew it made little in-universe sense, but it was […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
See, remember back when I said I regretted Jason not keeping his “luau shirt remains in color even during the dailies” thing for the duration of this storyline? Just think about how much more sublime this strip would be if […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“What are ya, McFly? Crazy?” “Nobody calls me crazy, Needles!” (Beef’s arm is roughly the size of whole other people.)
Occasionally in these last few years of It’s Walky!, I’d try to… go fancy? when I did a closeup? I dunno. Like, for some reason, I thought these guys were less cartoony when you saw them up close. And so […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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