For the 100th installment of Comic Book Love-In, VICE art editor Nick Gazin talks up Raw Dog's Real Deal, shits on a 500-page comic about an unlikable sculptor, and reviews eight more of the best—or worst—comics to cross his desk.
Shit! Another sleepless night! What am I going to do?
Maggots in My Diaper, Cum Parrot, and more programming from the mind of Johnny Ryan.
You don't think it's weird that a big bag of money has a pair of huge tits growing out of it?
Looks like we got another dead hooker, kid.
Hey, dude! What's up? What's with the gun?
Johnny Ryan's semi-popular comic book saga Prison Pit is an animated movie now. He's been doing comics for VICE for the last 34 years, so we are morally obligated to promote any project he has a hand in.
Robin Williams was a fan of comics and illustration, so I asked people to submit drawings of him in tribute.
LeBron, Shaquille, Kobe, McHale—all your favorite NBA stars sucking slimy alien cocks.
Just have a seat on this couch and Mr. Milligan will be right with you.
Howdy, Carl! Whatcha up to?
We went to Corey Feldman's birthday party last year, and it was a total disaster. When we heard he was throwing a Valentine's Day party, we should have known to stay home. We went anyway, and it was also a total disaster.
Dad, will you help me with my math homework?
Trying to rank creative works in order of goodness is sort of vulgar and stupid, but anyway, here we go.
Hello, Comical Comrades. My name is Nick Gazin and this is the semi-regular VICE column about comics, art, illustration, zines, fan-related stuff, and general art/nerd shit as written by me, Nick Gazin, a self-proclaimed comics expert.
One day, GG Allin took his son to the park. They started tossing some shit around, and, well, things got really messy when shit hit someone in the face.
E.T. was roaming the street robbing homies, when he ran into a dealer and asked him for Reece's Pieces. It didn't end well, but you probably already know that, because this is Johnny Ryan's page, not some 1980s Steven Spielberg kids movie.
A while back I was looking for a series of things to vandalize and post online for laughs. I started with photos from magazines and wrestling cards, and they were OK, but I wanted something a bit more unique. Then I discovered a few Chick tracts stored aw…
"Good evening, welcome to the six o'clock Nuge. I'm Ted Nugent. Today, Ted Nugent shot a stupid chipmunk in the face. Ted Nugent is live on the scene. Ted?"
On my breaks I like to strap on these springs and bounce around the woods.
Dear Comic Booklings: How's it going? Oh, really? OK, don't actually care. Here are the things of import happening right now in the world of drawings, paintings, inkings, and drawings with words in them.
Take a look in this mirror and describe your "look" to us... "I dunno, I guess it's sort of a laid-back rock 'n' roll party stud kinda thing..." Johnny Ryan's comic from the Fashion Issue.
Hey Thomas, Johnny hasn't turned in his new comic yet and he's not answering his phone or email. I want you to go out to his place and see what's up.
Dr. Brewster, you have a phone call from your mother. She says it's extremely urgent. "Andrew this is your mother. I need you to give me a ride."