Howdy, I appear to have inadvertently “blocked” myself from putting anything here other than letters. I appreciate the help quitting but that does not reduce the craving.
I suppose I will see about seeing you next Friday, then.
Friday, March 1: I tried to put something here, but it didn’t work. I can’t much blame it.
Only 2.5 more months until I get to find a new excuse for less than timely updates.
The creative hirsute to which this belongs yet progresses at an agonizingly slow pace.
None the less/wiser it continues, page 53 of this, then. The first since August. Ideally there will be another before next August. I expect to have less pressing matters then as I had a year ago, and ideally this will be because I have entered a reasonable post-college existence and not because I have absolutely no employable skills.
This was hard to draw. That is the one benefit of my usual megaman perspective; much less resketching. I still can’t draw bicycles very well, or even as well as ten years ago, evidently.
Regarding the picture sequence itself, situation is not at all plausible, but since it is purely a visual anomaly it is not a “plot hole.” It can be “filled” by showing the imps jumping on a convenient trampoline in a replacement for the offending frames or any number of escape measures. That would probably also take 2 months (I resumed this in December) so perhaps I will leave it as it is for now and see if I like it better later.
It was meant to resolve the longstanding half-page issue, but then that would break this sequence in half, and it is terribly cramped anyhow, so I may have to insert another half page worth of material somewhere earlier, later in addition to the replacement frames also to come later that will exist in the present and not be earlier. By then it will be earlier, though, so perhaps this is AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF I’VE BEEN DECOUPAGED
I also removed words from some frames because they weren’t flowing like they were supposed to. They still aren’t!
A few times ago I talked about dogs. Here are some cat things, because I have been conditioned to imagine there is some sort of instinctual rivalry between the two species because I watch cartoons.
Please do not be tempted to go diving wearing an old timey helmet but without any means for obtaining oxygen. This cat is an experienced professional who trained under… water, I imagine.
Your skepticism is well placed! That is an absurd notion, considering that you are not a cat.
Are you likewise “tempted” to wear a diaper or to dress your cat in one? If so, you probably have an easier time relating to people on the internet than I do and thus I have no right to criticize you.
Here is some cat food for… oh excuse me that is Frito’s brand bean dip. It is a substance that you dip your beans into. The frito layers pack it in cat food cans to fool their enemies, the beans, who dislike being dipped, but enjoy cat food. Beans are ignorant of the ways of the world. Well, some are, anyway.
Santa Claus only takes/leaves the finest steroid jelly beans. I assume he returns them when he is finished with them, because these are the kind of steroids that improve your skill at making steroids. Additionally, since these aren’t approved by dopes they are therefore legal and Santa gets to keep his sponsorship deals and continue appearing in advertisements like this, and more importantly
he gets to continue cycling unstripped.
for it appears we have challengers. Very resourceful ones, at that; Although lacking lower bodies and thus a motivation to steal pants, they may steal your hat to protect them from the unidentified white substance dripping down from the radioactive black gelatin mold that floats above them.
What the hat is this? Why did this teacher write this note beside this nemitz? Now nemitz thinks it is giving me advice! nemitz thinks it can tell me what to do! I’m tired of this kind of garbage from nemitz. I CAN’T be the only person who has to put up with this. Surely it’s not following around and annoying me exclusively, right? Does it really think i want to be like it?
Did you ever think that you would be this mitz?
NO! ME?! Such an accusation! Even though we appear to suddenly be in a courtroom it is not I who is on trial here, but I shall make this unmitztakably clear to you. I have NO and shall never have ANY aspiration or desire to be that or ANY mitz. I resent that it thinks I do or that I thought I might, and I resent that you weren’t certain, for that matter! “gosh i wonder if i could potentially be thiz mitz?” it NEVER HAPPENED. You know what else nemitz thinks? You shall!
In this never before published rubblish, I reveal that nemitz has awful taste in music.
The problem is nemitz THINKS that’s good! But reek zeek zurk is not good! Your ears are more than big enough to be able to discern that, foolish mitz! If nemitz knew how to write, and you told it to describe its favorite song, and it obeyed, it would write, in english, “reek zeek zurk.”
Also, the frown making concept album for the lost conveyed dope evidently had an epilogue that I forgot about. Nemitz is so awful that I disremembered a crucial piece of dope history. Certainly, I would LIKE to forget, but that would doom me to repeat it! Like right now, for example.
Could nemitz possibly be aware of how unwanted it is? How unloved and unneeded? A question for scholarly debate: does nemitz ENJOY being a scumbag? If it knew it was a scumbag it would have stopped by now unless it liked things that way (because it was a scumbag). I love a good mystery, but I despise a bad mitztery, and there certainly aren’t any good ones.
Increasingly I believe that nemitz enjoys being reprehensible. If there was one imp you would want to reprehense, that would be nemitz, which is very convenient for it. I know that I have reprehensed nemitz countless times, unaware that the whole while the fool was reveling in it. That does NOT, however, mean that nemitz TRICKED me. That was a coincidence. It couldn’t be smart enough to know I didn’t know that it liked being awful. I assumed it thought that it was morally right.
Obviously it never has been, but establishing that it knew it wasn’t is crucial to maximizing its prison sentence.
I cannot afford to keep supporting nemitz’ dreadful habit.
However, if we, as people who aren’t nemitz, cooperate, I believe we can clean up this town.