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2006-01-03: The cafe in question
An ugly one
Drew this at like 4am without pencils or even really knowing what was going on. My head hurt then, too. That is why Space Frog isn't always talking in all-caps like he is supposed to.
I'm going on a trip soon, but will have updates ready to go. February is the expected arrival time for the new site design, and thrice-weekly updates. Very exciting.
Oh, and: The correct title of this comic has accents int he right places or something. The accents are missing due to technical limiations (laziness).
This comic is in the storyline:
- Old Comics
The site started with "cleaned up" comics from my old sketchbooks, which go back almost fifteen years. Eventually I ran out and had to come up with new things! That was a terrifying moment.
Text transcript
Rabid: That'll teach you bastards my ice cream son of a bitching only wanted a little ruiners of all ARRRRGH!!! Space Frog: HEY "LITTLE BUDDY" IT SURE SOUNDS AS THOUGH THERE IS SOMETHING UP THAT HAS GOT YOU DOWN... IF YOU TALK ABOUT IT, YOU MIGHT FEEL BETTER, "LITTLE BUDDY" Rabid: I went to a very fancy cafe to get a dessert to cool my palate -- this intolerable heat! -- and the order was seriously botched, so now I'm all empty-gulleted. Space Frog: So you're saying it is a really fun thing and helpful also to meander about, cussing violent oaths against those people who I don't doubt were only trying to do the best they could for you? Do you do this a lot? Are you normally so intolerable and dangerbrained? Rabid: Oh... uh... Rabid: It must be this heat, it's crawled into my rationale and melted my resolve. Oh! I feel so awful now! Those poor folk! Space Frog: And now you feel SORRY for them? You are a slave to whim. They don't care if you hate, pity, or ignore them! It's just a job! Your heart is too soft; it stinks like a cheese! Grow up and be responsible! Come on "LITTLE BUDDY". Rabid: I should go home. I have a lot to think about. Thanks, I think, Space Frog. I... owe you. Dr Quickly: BUT AS IT TURNS OUT...! [[Space frog addresses the waitstaff of The Cafe In Question]] Space Frog: You did well, you employees of mine, to ethically derange the small red monster. YOUR REWARD IS TO NOT BECOME EATEN.