The Motherload
Thus concludes the first full week of our Monday/Friday updating schedule. I think that went quite well, don’t you? Not only was I able to have the strips ready for you, but I also took the liberty of making you a little gift. It can be found here, where all things hot reside. People seem to like that Bobbo, and with good reason. Sometimes I erupt into spontaneous laughter because I have him in my head. For that alone, he deserves to be forever enshrined on your desktop in all his slothly splendor.
Omar didn’t even know we were updating Monday/Fridays, so I would like to reiterate – WE ARE UPDATING THE STRIP ON MONDAYS AND FRIDAYS! Now, once school starts back up for me in the fall, it might be a different story. We shall see. I hope to keep this up.
Whew! I think I’ve managed to escape the newspost without referring to bosoms. That was really my only goal. I think I can go now.
Breast comic yet
I did indeed keep myself in the dark about our update schedule, mostly because I wasn’t sure we could put up comics on such short notice. Doesn’t that involve quitting jobs, selling family members, eating Ramen for every meal? (If you get really poor, I hear, you have to start eating raw men for money.)
The life of comic strip squallor is obviously distasteful to me. That’s why I never invested in cardboard and exotic inks. And that’s why I leave the drawing to my li’l bro.
You would do well to follow PJ’s advice and download the newBobbo desktop images. I put it on my work machine and suddenly it was like a beer commercial in my office. My boss came out in a string bikini. Unfortunately, he’s a dude. For now.
Come back Monday. PJ promises another new strip and I’ll be damned if I’m going to stand in his way. Hell, I’m not even within 70 miles to do that in person.
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