What I Got Out Of the Pope's Visit

 

Actually, the little boy looked like a 24-inch version of Harpo Marx, and the whole time the conversation was going on, he wouldn't stop waving at me.  

The experience took turns being adorable and disturbing.

Holiday Cerebrations

 

 

Yeah, that's right, we've got a dark side sometimes.

We're deep that way.

Clothes Call

 

I borrowed Panel #2 from an abandoned plan to make my Awful Pictures feel more Game-of-Thronesy.

The Chicken and the Egg Salad

 

 

In all honesty, I think a really awesome comic book supervillain would be a guy who has a transparent sack full of caffienated monkeys where his head should be.

Only his monkeys would be firing lasers.

Obviously.

And he'd be called The Chimp-Personator.  And he gets really aggravated when people don't pronounce both P's in his name.

Taken to the Cleaners

 

We have to be careful now about making jokes at my Older Daughter's expense, since she makes most of her money running collections for the Mob.

(hate to think what she did to the guy who owed her boss that $71...)

Leaf Imitates Art

And we don't even need to wear glasses for the effect.

We're like superheroes.

Really Small Talk

 

I actually made that noise I attempted to transcribe in the first panel.  It was some combination of extreme yawn and extremer tech anger.

The Baggage Karma

I know you're going to find this hard to believe, but this comic is actually the sequel to this comic.

No, really.

No, I'm totally serious.

IT IS.

Why can't you just trust me when I tell you things?

Acro Nymrod

I'm glad I didn't tell her my first guess: 

North Yowth Feast West.