Making cartoons accidentally since 2010.
If only Burnie’s ‘breaking down the door in the middle of the night and waking everyone up ‘cause he couldn’t remember if he stored the shotgun shells safely’ system was an acceptable wake up call.
I hid this doodle of the Horse Puncher on Disneyland’s Main Street. It’s in the mailbox by that door in the pictures. If you find it, it’s yours.
What time is it?!?
Last week while I was working at the Rooster Teeth office in Austin, Emily (who was working at the desk next to me) tweeted the following:
What if instead of paying someone a hundred bucks for something you payed them a hundred ducks?
This inspired me to draw the hypothetical scenario, which I did. I tweeted the picture to her instead of just showing it to her because who can be bothered to actually get up and do something?
This is a comic strip about ducks with phones and friendship problems.
This week’s RTAA made me laugh my flats off.
Also, fancy top hat, monocle-cladded, tea-drinking Gavin! :D
Awesome!
Shufflin’ toward the door.
Don’t do that, it will make your panther coworker suspect you are its prey.
Burnie: (laughing) Did you just say…headlight fluid?!
Gavin: What you talking ‘bout?
Gus: There’s— there’s no such thing!
(via karnzter)
