Interwebs fail?

It's like I always say: a book a day keeps the psych ward away!



Of course, the interwebs' (probably brief) functionality is responsible for my ability to gift you, world, with this cartoon about lacking the interwebs. THINK ABOUT THAT.

B-Nana, Hey-Nana

but then, aren't we BOTH B-Nana?

Don't Tell me What Color Your Eyes Are

my husband must hate me.

Dinner c. 1992...

I am apparently still 5 years old, and feed myself as such.





Of special note: this dinner plate COMES with a face drawn on it. It is SPECIFICALLY INTENDED for playing with your food, and I have one in my kitchen.

On my face-plate: dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets 'moles', ketchup lipstick smear, and boxed Kraft mac&cheese hair.

Friendship is the best ship?

Some days, I am just too tired for this.


I might be a terrible person. Friendly warning. Or at least a warning.

WTFBLUMBY

Dear Bloom,

Today my husband, Cheswick, told me to "Google Blumby." Fuck.

Sorry that I've now given you a nickname about shitty blow jobs. Literally. LET'S NOT ILLUSTRATE THIS.

Love your terrible friend,
Bialystock

Lars and Bialystock: Part I

BrainSTORM

Rappin' and creepin', creepin' and rappin'

Bialystock is a snoop.





BUT WHICH KIND??!!?!11/1?!???

Bloom is Flexible for Meetings

Bloom told me she could meet whenever because she's flexible... like Gumby. For realz, she be that.

Nouveau riche: NOM-able riche.

Yes, I realize I didn't technically draw this, but this eyeshadow is too good not to steal. Apologies to Anthony Hopkins; none to the terrible and terrifying bitch inspiring this masterpiece.

DOOM

When I said it all started here, I was lying. It actually all started here:

A friend asked me to draw him a flamingo. I was having a bad day.

Times to do the dishes

I Haz LEarning!

Dailylogosaurus

It all started here. We do a daily log of income at the end of the day and well... one thing led to another.

Sue is a cheapskate.