Cartooning for the Lazy

Um. So I drew a comic, but I was too lazy to ink it, so I just went over the pencil quickly in MS Paint. Consequently, it looks crappy. Also, it makes no sense. Even *I* don't get it. All you need to know is that (a) it's a conversation between my 19-year-old self and my 9-year old self and (b) that Meeps and Z-boy were cats, and that the former died of cancer when I was in third grade, and the latter of old age five years later. Make of it what you will.

Skinny Jeans

Meet my Mom.

My mother is quite openminded about the popular music of my generation, as long as it's not too "weird" (she's fond of hip-hop, but the White Stripes are right out). The only problem is that she can't remember which songs go with which artists, so she depends on my sister to keep track of her musical tastes...which is what prompted the following:



Edit: dagnabitall, I've just realized I put the steering wheel on the wrong side. So just pretend we're British, okay?