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Yeah, that’s right. That’s me and my girlfriend in the right-hand side of the first panel. THAT’S RIGHT WE MET AT BOTCON. This is going to be one of those webcomics, the ones where they start putting the girlfriend in […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
BotCon 1999 was my second BotCon, and it was indeed in Minneapolis, which was about a five-hour drive from where I lived at the time. We had an actual five-hour road trip and everything. I know, we were amazing. The […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Here’s me trying to give Mary some depth back before I decided, oh what the hell, she’s just evil. She mirrors a few of my feelings I had when I was her age — I liked hills and mountains, and […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
My roommate at the time didn’t believe he could run out of gas. I mean, he probably didn’t REALLY believe it, but he would emphatically state it to be true while his car hovered around empty, always further plunging towards […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Mary’s starting to grate on my nerves, so BAM, she’s now an artist. That’s a positive trait, right? Meanwhile, Billie dares to imagine Danny in seasonally-appropriate attire, according to Satan’s wishes.
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