Bigger for the book, bigger for the book. This started out as just a funny anecdote, but as I worked on it it started to seem, you know, allegorical. Kind of like the cock-ring story. I just found out, by[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’m pretty sure this is the most effort a half-Protestant half-Jew has ever expended on illustrated Catholic hagiography.
Ever have one of those moments when your life seems absurd?
Except for how he wasn’t. This will be toward the beginning of that thing I persist in referring to as “the book.”
I think it lives in my frontal lobe.
OK, after this I promise to take a break from using Walter Freeman to make cheap jokes about my nonexistent sex life.
I know I should draw more comics about Walter Freeman and maybe fewer comics about the weird psychodrama in my head featuring Walter Freeman, but I get these notions and I have to express them, which I suppose is the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I feel absurdly guilty about posting this comic a few hours late.
My family’s name, in the original German, does actually allude to our tendency toward modest stature. The only Teeth who ever attained six feet in height was my great-aunt Alice, and she was only a Teeth by marriage. Also, I[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
