Hey, it’s special guest writer Matt Walsh! Who are we going after today, Matt? Feminists? Anti-Home Schooling Nazis? Abortionists? Continue reading
Wisdom from Matt Walsh
29 Tuesday Mar 2016
Posted in Politics
29 Tuesday Mar 2016
Posted in Politics
Hey, it’s special guest writer Matt Walsh! Who are we going after today, Matt? Feminists? Anti-Home Schooling Nazis? Abortionists? Continue reading
28 Monday Mar 2016
25 Friday Mar 2016
24 Thursday Mar 2016
Posted in Behind the Frames
Mr President, Members of the Court,
For more than eleven years, I have been living under death threats. Every day, I am reminded of this. Even today. This morning, I was driven here in a convoy of armored cars, with sirens, flashing lights, and surrounded by bodyguards. And not only today, but every day. Continue reading
23 Wednesday Mar 2016
22 Tuesday Mar 2016
Posted in Life as a Leftie, Pop Culture
We get asked to do many oddball things as internet cartoonists. For example, the Frank Herbert Middle School of Kennewick, Washington asked our cast of Chorfs to be judges for the Easter Egg contest held in Mrs. Richardson’s sixth-grade class.
You won’t find “successful” comic strips like Dilbert or Sheldon asked to weigh in on this kind of stuff. They’ve moved up the ladder and get to be judges at beauty pageants and whiskey competitions. Someday, we hope to follow in their footsteps. Continue reading
21 Monday Mar 2016
Posted by overgrownhobbit | Filed under Evil League of Evil
18 Friday Mar 2016
17 Thursday Mar 2016
Posted in Life as a Leftie, Pop Culture
So I was once again perusing The Mary Sue when I came across a couple of contradictory-seeming headlines.
Kindly Refrain from Criticizing Daisy Ridley’s Body. Daisy Ridley is the actress who plays Rey in Star Wars: The Force Awakens. It seems somebody made a problematic meme, and thus feminist internet drama ensued. Continue reading
16 Wednesday Mar 2016
Posted in Behind the Frames, Pop Culture
Puppies chew on everything. It is the way they discover what is good to eat, and what makes their people cry. Alas, TV remote, I hardly knew ye.
Eventually they level up and achieve teenage doggy-hood. Those that identify as male demonstrate the urge to “dance” with everything, as often as possible. By everything, of course, I mean: tree branches, pillows, fellow pack mates, dirty clothes, towels, and, basically, anything they think might be responsive to their advances. Pro-tip: keep them away from the internet during this phase or your troubles will be compounded ten-fold.