NEW VOTING INCENTIVE: PHOEBE IN SPACE!
So yeah, I came down with a wicked case of the flu, running a scarily high temperature and all that, so I didn’t get around to doing a voting incentive. Once I got better, though, I dedicated the duration of two ‘Game Grumps’ episodes to the creation of this … er … masterpiece. In HB pencil! With glorious no color!
To be honest, on a labor-to-satisfaction level, I do think this picture kind of rocks. Yay for cramming at the last minute!
CLICK HERE TO VOTE FOR PUCK!!! IN SPACE! WITH SHARKS!
As for this comic…
The Hotdog Guy returns! Mainly because we haven’t seen him in a million years, and he had to show up sooner or later. Puck doesn’t seem to be eating the hotdogs when she goes there, I’ve realized. The last two times, she’s managed to crush them in uncontrolled rage. Waste of a good hotdog if you ask me.
Next week, it’s back to Satan’s mansion as we check in on the craziness over there! Yay!
While you can’t ‘kill’ family personally…you can make arrangements.
Lessons I’ve learned from mi familia, surely.
Sometimes a hotdog is just a hotdog.
This is not one of those times.
Can’t unsee
oh wow the way she handles that hotdog…
Don’t worry. I think you’re safe.
Very, very true.
Ah, the return of out therapist/vendor.
So nice to see he’s doing well in both businesses.
He’s always bringing in the big bucks. And the nutbar patients.
Puck first met her hotdog therapist in college.
Same guy Greg. Sheesh.
The Hot Dog Guy made something of himself – Robin, not so much.
Family life, best described by Dickens: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,…actually, it’s the wealthy people’s family life, mostly…personally, I was lucky, but you dont need to look far to be appalled by the intensity of hatred siblings have for each others from imagined slights…
My girlfriend read this comic a bit before me.
Her only remark was “why does she have a hotdog and why do I crave one right now?”
Me? I have no idea what to say about it.
I am happy to see hotdog guy come back at least.
…Now let’s see how Phoebe and the others do in Satan’s manor.
For some reason, I imagine Satan being… Kinder (yes, kinder) than Colin’s family.
…Weird. Am I the only one who imagines that?
Probably am.
Oh well.
The Hotdog Guy really is too weird a character to be as infrequently recurrent as he is. But I enjoy the slightly absurd element of it all. And I do think that Satan is the lesser of two evils here.
That’s because he’s been doing it a tad longer than Colin’s family…
…there’s no need to “work harder” at it, you see…
…when you can “work smarter”, & accomplish so much more.
When you’re evil that long, it’s hard not to slip a little. You get existential, and start wondering what, exactly, is evil anyway.
Maybe if she made it look like an “accident.” And included Colin, too.
That’s right. It can be done. You just have to be thorough.
Fortunately Daphne and Phoebe are elsewhere. Fewer witnesses.
Very true. The perfect crime?
The Hotdog Guy knows everything. He’ll have to be killed, too.
Something tells me that he’s immortal, but maybe not.
Puck was pregnant with Miranda the last time she saw her hot dog therapist.
A couple hours later, NSP hit the scene. They would have got there sooner, but they stopped for ice cream.
And they didn’t give Puck any. 😛
Dangerous option. Though I think Puck and Ninja Brian would be evenly matched in combat.
I think Danny would give Colin some pointers though. 🙂
Now I understand your treatment of Greg White better Hitokiri.
Two things wrong with that statement;
1. I’ve stopped getting on his case, and chose to ignore him.
2. He pulls topics out of thin air, while I’m referencing what inspired this month’s voting incentive; the band Ninja S3x Party. Granted, it’s a different song, but it was still contextually appropriate to the comic, and the creator understands and enjoyed the reference.
However, since you, and many others now that I think about it, initially believed otherwise, I must publicly apologize for the misunderstanding.
Hey, let me tell you, you only see the stuff I don’t delete.
Too bad Colin wasn’t born a mythical creature of yore, then this whole problem could have been averted. But no, he just had to be a regular human with a rugged beard.
I don’t call that beard ‘rugged.’ I call that beard ‘a mistake.’
He can’t afford a razor to hack it off with then? Or is he hiding a really weak chin?
Probably both.
After writing this I went back and found the first appearance of Colin to try out that weak chin theory- I forgot he was like this little kid hitting on a much older woman when this all began. And I can see why he grew the beard.
I would think that HE thinks it looks rugged.
Is that a game of solitaire that Hot Dog Guy has on his tablet?
Good eye. He’s actually playing Solitaire for Windows 3.1 … somehow. It’s a classic.
When I was living in North Carolina with my ex, she had a few family members like Colin’s without the money. They would visit for too long every so often. At least until I invited some mutual friends, a few lesbians and some minority people. When her family started objecting in a passive aggressive manner, I cheerfully told them that these people were like family to me and I was planning on having them over often.
The close minded idiots stopped coming shortly after.
Now THAT is being resourceful. Kudos!
Thanks. And there was no threats of violence or uses of nudity. That is best used with Jehovah’s Witnesses.
There ‘s something terribly suggestive about how Puck is holding that hotdog at first…and then I’m wincing by panel four. 😀
Hey, when you’re in a psychotherapist’s office, things get Freudian!
Heh.
Well, you know what they say:
“A Freudian Slip…
…is *always* showing.”
😛
Unless of course, you’re a Jungian psychoanalyst.
In which case, it’s not so much a “Freudian Slip”…
…as merely a “Myth-take”.
(…*Groan*…)
😉
🙂
I’m glad you put the groan in. Saved me the trouble.
Angry Puck is so hot and, like any fire, is best admired from a distance.
Yeah, best not to get too close. Angry Puck is more like a fire with a few boxes of fireworks thrown on top. You just never know when they’re going to go off…
And yet, still something worth watching.
Puck got extra cute in this one… for some reason she’s cute when she’s pissed- or is that just me?
Either way we all know the feeling Puck. Family = Pains in the ass you’re born into and have to deal with until you can flee to a place they won’t go.
You can never effectively flee them, though. They find you. They always find you…
And Puck is definitely extra cute when she’s pissed. Just don’t get close.
i have a feeling this is new for puck
Annoying relatives are certainly a new phenomenon for her. It’s a total system shock, though she’ll adjust. I think.
Oh, Puck… This visit is NOT on a Lovecraftian level.
If it were, your sanity would have been blasted from your abruptly tentacle-infested skull already, and you wouldn’t have a care left in the world. ^^
Well, you gotta allow a litle bit of hyperbole now and then, right?
And not even close to Arkham
@D
“Hail Cthulhu !”
How long has it been since the birth now? Because Puck’s tummy is making a very speedy comeback to its pre-pregnancy shape.
I dunno, a few weeks? She recovered fast. It happens. My wife wore her regular pre-pregnancy jeans home from the hospital with her first kid. Really, though, it’s that drawing characters with varying weight levels is hard and I jumped at the chance to get back ‘on model’.
You could also say that fae have strong regenerative powers, so long as they aren’t injured by cold iron. 😉
Yeah, that sounds good too.
She could just adopt a no-nonsense approach to dealing with Colin’s family. i.e. If they make trouble, they’re not allowed to visit. It is entirely legally enforceable, last I checked.
Whining about Rich People gets old so fast. Some are awful people, others, not. JUST LIKE POOR FOLK.
Spend a little time giving THANKS for what you have, starting with a full belly. Not many humans have experienced that throughout history, or even today.
If you want to think a little more, realize that Egyptologists have discovered mummies of Pharoahs, that died from Abbesses in their mouths. In agony.
The Irony – they were Kings of everyone and everything, worshiped as Gods. Yet they lacked the basic Dental Care that even the underclass in North America has access to.
I don’t begrudge folk like Heather her luxuries. I’d like to have them. What’s more, I’d like a lot MORE people to live nice.
That said, where the hell did my ROBOT BUTLER go off to ? (they have robot butlers in Canada, too, right ?)
Robo-Jeeves, where’s my tea?
I want a pirate-ninja-robot butler. From space.
Damn.
For now you can only get them on eBay.
Who doesn’t?