Well, that’s one way to wake Edison up.
And poor Larry gets the worst of it. Again. Oh well, it was his own fault to put that giant bowl of oatmeal under a ceiling fan.
So, Edison’s awake. Wonder if she’s hungover, and, if so, what she’s gonna do about it?
Or maybe..? Oh, you’ll see! Plus, as an added bonus, I channeled my inner Dan DeCarlo for one panel. I think you’ll like it.
I TRUELY LOVE THAT!
A someone who resembles a corpse when asleep, that wake up ‘call’ is something I can relate too.
I’m with you, chum. Though I’m usually not a heavy sleeper, I would not be happy getting woken up by that.
I don’t care how cute the Li’l Stinker is.
It looks like the lil’ stinker gave Edison a “wet willie”.
EWWWW.
EWWWW is right.
I really don’t know where this strip came from (well, I know, but you know what I mean). I was making note after note about Edison waking up-she’d have a hangover, but would she drink to soothe the pain? Would she abstain? What would happen?
Then I got this mental image of a certain Li’l Stinker and a wet willie…
A rude awakening on top of a gin hangover? O.o
I’m surprised the collateral damage was so light. ^^
I’m not sure the collateral damage was all that light — we’ve only seen the room below! I suspect a roofer will need to be called in to patch the Robespierre-shaped hole in the shingles.
A Robespierre shaped hole in the shingles? That would be amazing! You’ve been chanelling your inner Chuck Jones, my friend.
After I got the image of Robespierre and the wet willie (now there’s an album title), it was really difficult to come up with the rest. How to show the actual williness? And the aftermath?
I just decided to get artistic with the willie, and leave it up to your imagination. The fan in the oatmeal (another album title) just came to me in a vision. Or something.
Either way, all that oatmeal is good for Larry’s complexion.
Funny you should mentin album titles. I actually know a bass player named Chuck Jones….
Does he jam with a Tex Avery and Robert McKimson? I bet they make some looney tunes.
This is the way the world ends, not with a bang, but with a Poingk (TM)
Oh, great, Neil. Now I have to pay you royalties every time I use that sound effect.
Ah well, if you promise to use the money for good and to make more Wyrecats comics, I’m all for it.
Larry C. Pye. The C is for collateral. I don’t blame Edison for her reaction, though. This is the first time in a while she’s woken up with post-drunken paranoia in a bit, I guess. And Robie really needs to learn that the inside of your ear canal is considered personal space.
I think C. may be his real middle initial now, Hjels.
The idea of humans having any personal space is totally alien to Robie. He just can’t wrap his li’l head around it.
He’s like a cat that way.
You come up with the BEST album titles. I quite literally chortled out loud when I read that comment.
And I just love the artwork of Edison sleeping. Though I have to admit I’m mildly amazed you were able to resist the drool dribble. It’s a stereotype for a REASON.
Oh Tru, thank you.
Edison is drooling. That’s what those two lines down from her mouth on the bed are. I should’ve drawn it (them?) more clearly.
Edison’s Drool-okay, maybe not a great album title, but at least a song.
That ceiling fan WAS AN ANTIQUE
Ha-ha! Yes, yes it was. But Larry’s pretty handy, so he might be able to fix it.