I swear to god I get at least 3 great ideas for NK’s a day, and instead of writing them down before I forget, I do something else.. instead I like get distracted by the sound the AC makes coming through the ducts, or I discover I can make a decent sounding snap by only using one finger and my nose. Little tiny things like this completely erase my memory. Now sitting here this is what I recall of the plot.

Keena tells Ken something while Ken is playing a video game. It is a large word bubble.

Ken is either too deep, or doesn’t hear her or something.

Then the next panel has something clever-ish happening, and finally Ray comes in with a pithy remark. And then you, the reader smiles, or maybe guffaws. And then you are happy for coming to the website and reading something that made your day a little better, and even though I don’t know the comic did that, somehow I know, and I feel accomplished.

And now look, instead I give you a fucking giant millipede.

Shit, I am disappointing.

TTFN
-Kid C

Sorry, boy, to leave you high and dry,
but I went to see my mom in Ensenada,
and I left a little something to help the time go by

Take a stand!

1. at least your wiener’s never disappointing.

   — Misty · Jun 3, 05:18 PM · #

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