An adolescent koala, seated on a trampoline, cries for an unknown reason, clutching 2mg Xanax and a full-grown hamster, adjacent Krispy Kreme donuts.
Robert Crumb doesn't do video interviews anymore ("it's just such a fucking production, you know?"), but he will talk over Gmail chat phone--and give out his address when promised sexy photos.
Look gang! It's Juniper!! And she's on a date!
Aw shit...It's paparazzi!
Each week we sweat blood so that we can entertain you with our little website/media conglomerate/branding firm and what do we get in return?
Bil Keane, the artist behind "Family Circus" died. I bet someone drew one of those comics about Jeffy exploring the neighborhood with the dotted line behind him that ends at a tombstone.
The cardboard placeholder featured a color comic by R. Crumb depicting a drag queen and king holding hands in front of a marriage-license clerk.
"Large dose of MDMA" Halloween-costume, hand-crafted in China, with pulsating first-tier koala.
Whadda we stoppin' for so soon, Red? You gotta take a shit uh what?
If you comment, I can see what you look like via the links back to your Facebook page. So now, I'm going to be drawing you.
The first Xanax advertisement openly targeting the American koala demographic.
Greetings non-believers! There are a lot of books piling up in my room and it's hard for me to get to the bathroom because I've basically barricaded myself in. I've started going to the bathroom in grocery bags.
Hey you graphical novellers, thanks for returning to read another one of my weekly comic book teardowns.
By Johnny Ryan
There should've been more pictures in all these mystical ancient books. Ron Regé's Cartoon Utopia takes care of that.
Plantains and Rice (A 24 Hour Comic) - Part 1
Go ahead; Order anything you llike.
What's up with suicide and depression in newspaper comics lately? These cartoonists have elevated self-images if they think their awful comics need to comment on sadness.
The other day I realized that I've been too nice for too long. The VICE editors asked me if I could be a dick like I used to be, and I complied.