Huh? Why has the Chuckleslovakian ambassador flown all the way out from the West Coast Embassy to help Anya? Is it that serious? Is she that important?
Guess we’ll find out soon.
In the meantime, Merry Christmas to all of you who celebrate it, and Happy Holidays to everyone!
Speaking of Santa Day, here’s my swell Secret Santa present, courtesy of the lovely and talented mcmasters, who whipped up this sweet li’l number:
He makes a comic about making comics, called Webcomic Pete. Give yourself an extra Christmas present, and go check it out. It’s pretty nifty. Thank you mcmasters! You rock, my friend.
And here’s the comic I did as a Secret Santa, for the way cool comic called Deer Me:
So, now you have two cool new comics to check out!
No joke! My tastebuds are totally picturing this scene. I am picturing this loving grilled porkchop, floating in a vat of lutefisk. I’d feel lucky too if I found it.
“National Anthem”? I thought that was mostly about clowns. Those lines must be in the second stanza.
The porkchop lines are in the second stanza. There’s a mention of clowns in the third stanza. Some folks thought that it should be in the chorus, since Clown Prince Rupert (and Casmilinda) (and the Bear) played such a large part in Chuckleslovakia’s independence, but Their Royal Highnesses felt that that would be too egotistical.
Hey, I know those two! And the owner of the chicken hat behind them!
Thanks again for making my favorite comic, Charlie.
I was waiting for you to find them. Merry Christmas, pal!
And thank you for making my favorite comic as well!