So, I’ve opened up an ETSY account to sell some of my paintings.
In case some of you are interested in that sort of thing.
Click the image to see more…
That paintin’ s’beaut, matey. Glad y’ goin’ to make some coin. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Nichole is troubled by how her boyfriend handled the mother question.
Yup, Nicole is still shaken by the mishap with the neclace, and is hoping to see Felicity via the “lake portal” , but also very afraid of being disappointed again. Daniel, Daniel…how obvious can it be?
I mean, with her character, if she were brooding about Dniel’s odd handling of their relationship when Mom came into the picture, she’d be slapping Dan around verbally, that’s how she is.
By the by @ Scott; Forgot to say how ingeniously You mixed Dan and Alex’ features in their Mom. It was immediately clear both boys look like their Mom.
He is in trouble.
Clueless Quotient = *INFINITY*
Can’t wait to see what Nicole has to say…!
Oh oh! I think the fecal matter is about to hit the rotary air displacement apparatus…
ROTFL @ convoluted euphemism
Is that like the scat passing through the Air Multiplier?
More like the Coprolagniac’s dream substance , suddenly decellerating at the induction powered air transporter…
I agree with Jay-Em, that she is wondering if she can see Felicity through that thing.
Have you ever done a painting inspired from something you have read and collaborated with the writer to sell it with the writing?
Still loving your comic! I check it every weekday.
However, I’ve encountered a tech issue: I have your site saved as an RSS feed, and it didn’t work this morning. I deleted it and tried to resave it, and got this error:
XML Parsing Error: XML or text declaration not at start of entity
Line Number 2, Column 1:
Going to Twitter for help.
So, did you take out the white line just before the <?xml version=" line?
My guess is that she’s upset that he said “Nothing” when his mom was inquiring upon the nature of their relationship.
Aww man! It’s amazing artwork like yours that makes mine look like scribbles. I guess it’s a good thing I haven’t tried to sell mine. ^_^()
Now if only I could afford ordering them all…. or at least one… *sigh* Someday.
I JUST realized that Daniel’s shoulders have gotten wider xD
Dey Still Renderin, mon.
Will upload in de mornin.
Don’t you be a’ worryin’, mon. Tis all ivory. *serves out jerk chicken to all waiting and copious amounts of mojitos*
Well, that’s what You get when deciding to do trees, leaves and grassy plains…..
Somewhere in Australia, a mortified Jamaican facepalms at the atrocities he just read.
This is a true story from a vacation my parents took to Jamaica:
*while walking along a beach*
“Mon! Hey, mon! Come over here, mon! I got sometin’ for ya!”
*pulls open a bag*
“Got some weed for ya, mon! Ganga! Light up da good stuff, mon! Cheap!”
“Umm..no thank you. We didn’t come here for that. Thanks.”
“Whyfor you come t’ Jamaica, mon, if not to do a little weed?”
It’s probably an indicator of something that I always read Jamaican accents like Hermes from Futurama.
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