So, I had another strip lined up, but no matter what I wrote, the last panel wasn’t very funny, so I put this one up instead.
Starting Monday, Groovy, Kinda is going to have to go to 3 strips per week, instead of the usual 5. The strips just take too long to make. So, we’ll go to a Monday-Wednesday-Friday schedule. I may throw in some surprises on the other days, so stay tuned!
Thank you so much for sticking around.
True story – the other host of a Halloween party I co-hosted decided, of all things, to dress up as a french maid. Sadly, everyone was laughing behind her back since there was not a hint of sarcasm in her costume choice. She truly believed that she was a sexy french maid. I was Sally Jupiter, which was lots of fun! (Er…this is Marisa, not Michael, btw).
When I told my sister about the party, she was not impressed by the lack of time and creativity that the co host put into her costume, and was appalled that the girl had spent so much on it. Being someone who has no shortage of clothes and shoes, my sister said “Psh. I can pull a french maid out of my closet!” After she noticed that I couldn’t speak, as I was laughing too much at the thought, especially since she had left out the word “costume” accidentally, my sister made things worse by adding “I was actually going to say ‘I can pull a french maid out of my ass!’, but I thought it would sound bad'”.
Oooh. Proper glasses at last!