Thursday, February 11, 2010

Guess what I found...



Hell fucking yes, I found one of the original Fif' & Foamy comics that I drew on a bar napkin sometime last year. This one's my personal favorite out of all the old ones, not only because of the subject matter/cameo but also because it's the only one that I ever came up with a witty title for. Fuck yeah.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Funny lookin pictures

Alright, I just remembered that I had these sittin under a bunch of heavy books, tryin to get all the wrinkles out so I could scan em. Fif' & Foamy started as a bored-in-class/at the bar doodle, and have evolved into a bored-at-work/at the bar doodle. The ones that'll get posted are all newer, cuz someone borrowed my college notebook that contained all the old ones and decided not to give it back. If you don't like these, then you can probably go fuck a wad of that pink insulation stuff (unless that's what you're into, in which case DON'T go fuck a wad of that pink insulation stuff. ha!).


Thursday, January 14, 2010

It still feels weird typing "2010"

This one seems like as good of a story as any to start off the new year. Nice, Pat. Real nice. Y'know, I made a short-sighted deal with the Devil once...sure, the Devil covered my shift on a Saturday morning, but now I've got a shitty timeshare in Cabo and a subscription to Jet Magazine. I guess the lesson, according to PatRob (as his homies call him), to be learned from the possible two-hundred thousand dead is that you shouldn't be the descendant of someone who allegedly made a superstitious vow in exchange for freedom. Thanks for the blog fodder, P.R., and kudos to you for being the first big thing of 2010 that made me say, "fuckin...really?"

Friday, December 25, 2009

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Prepare to be angered.

Fuckin...really, Bill? For those of you who haven't heard about this, go ahead and read/watch the story. Take a moment to stew. Ready? Ok. Take another moment to ponder what you think should happen to that guy. Now, read this. Yeah. I will always encourage you to form your own opinions, as this is merely a place to share my/our own, but if you think that dickwad doesn't deserve some manner of discipline, you should probably get the fuck off my internet. Here's a letter written to Mrs. Leake from a dear friend of mine to whom this topic hits very close to home.






We try not to make this place too political, but Bill has single handedly pushed this into the realm of the abso-fucking-lutely ridiculous.
Political agenda should have nothing to do with an individual's right to love. Shame on you, Bill, and for good measure, fuckin...really?


p.s. no comic today, shit's a little too serious for cartoons

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Hey, an update!

Yeah, you thought I forgot about this thing huh? Well fuck you. Down to bidness: first-This guy. I never was a fan of salesmen. The story sounded funnier on TV. "The man came into the house, sold an insurance policy to the woman, and then made her touch him between the legs." Most ridiculous part(s): a) they say this might not be his first time, and b) chick buys a fucking insurance policy from the dude! For real, y'all?

more ridiculosity - Teenage Mad Bomber, motivation: dog. for fuckin real. They really need to release more of this story, because it sounds like it's probably a fuckin riot.

Now, we're gonna try somethin a little different. I'm gonna post a picture or comic or some shit like that about things that've recently amused me each time I update. maybe.
This is what I saw in my rear view mirror on the way home today.

Yep, dude picked his nose and ate it, and I watched. I lit up a cigarette and thought it would be funny if we were both watching each other thinking "ugh, what a gross habit"