Part of a larger entry. I was pretty excited.


I don't think she got the job. I did my best for her though.


See, because five is an odd number. As in not an even number. I can't believe I've had to explain this so many times.


I suppose she could have slipped me one too. What with women's equiality and all that.


I forgot to put in little clock thingies when I made this. There's a gap of about five minutes between each panel.


Her "dad" appeared to be about 10 years older than her. Oh well, it her fantasy.


It was peaked like a mohawk, but there was a mullet thing going on too. It looked stupid.


This was funny because it happened about a dozen times. I only drew it once to keep everything from getting too cluttered.


Political discussions a a big deal at Rich O's. I try to stay away from them.


I know, this isn't funny. It can't all be golden.


I only called him that because he was sitting in my favorite bar seat.


She really looked like she hated everyone. So she's probably my soulmate.


What made this funny was that everyone got the humor except the girl with the unfortunate name.


One of my readers thought the flames was hair. Nope, they're flames. As in hot girls. As in when they're put together one is suddenly not so hot. Oh, never mind.


I still haven't received my prize.


I'm not a morning person.


This was the second time she'd advised me to not be a dork. I guess I have trouble heeding that particular advice.


No comment. Maybe later.


It ended up being nice, but not the way he thought it was.


That was just mean, I think.