Somebody call Allan over, we got a tech issue to deal with!
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Delicacy. Reticent. Shy.
These are not the words that get used to describe the sort of women or men who get their own TV shows and keep them under their own control.
“Did you see that? She just kicked that guy in the chest.” Those are the kinds of words that get used to describe that kind of person.
Pull that tab, Dusty! Who won the money!
Of course you guys are the most entertaining.
And poo is hilarious. So.
Enis is a great salesman, isn’t he? I mean, he’s got the patter down, and the charisma, and…
There should be a sarcasm key on computer keyboards, shouldn’t there?
You know, Hubris probably has access to some of the finest bike locks known to the buying public.
And yet, he has Bob stash his bike up a tree.
If you’re gonna start an adventure, though, do you wanna do it by climbing up, and then dropping out of, a tree and whizzing away, or do you wanna start it by trying to remember the combination to a fat ol’ cable holding your bike hostage ’till you provide the answer it wants?
Feel free to ponder for a moment before answering.
Enis is not here for you to like. There are a LOT of people in the world who are not there to be liked, or emulated, or endured patiently in some cases.
Ignore ’em. Leave ’em. Decline to support ’em. And make fun of their behaviors in cartoons.
Yeah, that’s best.
Mal only talks well when he’s had the chance to go over the conversation in his head a few times, on his own, with the time to shade things in his favor a bit. Maybe sleep on it.
When caught off guard, he doesn’t make such a good showing.
I figure a bunch of us are a little like that. It’s just that we’re not trying to play fast ‘n loose with a corporate hot potato (i.e. other people’s day jobs)
Docta Pain knows how to settle a score.
Sorry for the insane delay in comics around here lately. It’s that time of year! I’m getting a minimum of sleep, and risking circulatory issues by sitting in front of my computer and drawing board for fourteen hours a day. E’rbody be wanting their holiday and fiscal year-end projects. One client even had me fast-track their holiday card image, but let it sit around their office for days before okaying it. Yikes.
Nobody told Durnell that nobody told the Sportsmart Employees that nobody wanted to tell them that they weren’t actually very employed any more.
So, in a way, Durnell did them a service. Unfortunately, that service only served to display the disservice that Mal and the Sportsmart bigwigs were already doing.
So, in a way… nobody’s coming out of this in a good mood.
Doing what I do, I get email updates and news articles and all about copyright abuses on the web.
There are long tirades I can go on about how people and companies (Companies are not “persons” no matter what the tax laws say. People are people) use material off the internet.
But I won’t. You’re welcome.
Also, by the way, Happy 11th Anniversary here at Hubriscomics.com!
