Showing posts with label Pooch Café. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pooch Café. Show all posts

2014-05-25

The Return of Weekend Workshop

I haven't done this in a couple of weeks, so here's a catch-up post.

Based on Beetle Bailey, 2014-05-05.

Based on Moose and Molly, 2014-05-08.

Based on Rex Morgan MD, 2014-05-14.

Based on Pooch Café, 2014-05-16.

Based on Dennis the Menace, 2014-05-14.

2013-12-10

Bad drawings and bad jokes

Marmaduke, 2013-12-04.
Is he talking about the small girl or the dog? Either way, I'm disturbed.



Pooch Café, 2013-12-04.
That has got to be the worst drawing of Oprah ever attempted.



"Out!" yells the bouncer as he hurls Andy from the oub.
"Tch!" exclaims the police officer, wagging a finger. "You know, mister Capp, you should drink in moderation"
"Is that the new club in town?" asks Andy.
You see, he's very drunk and is having comprehension problems. Or perhaps he's making a joke. Either way, the police officer is not amused and expresses his frustration by breaking the fourth wall and grimacing at the audience.

Andy Capp, 2013-12-04.



"Honey!" calls Molly, reading a letter. "How many fish did you say you caught last Saturday?"
"I brought home six beauties!" brags Moose. "Why?"
"Just as I thought!" exclaims Molly. "The fish market made a mistake and is trying to bill us for eight!"
Moose grins at the audience as though to say "Well, she caught me!"

Moose and Molly, 2013-12-04.

2013-09-22

Pooch Café

Pooch Café, 2013-09-18.
Pure white. That's what that colour is. Yep.

2013-04-21

Pooch Café

Chazz and Poncho are going down the street with a cart full of frisbees.
"You're not stopping until you've given every one of these frisbees back to the dogs you stole them from!" says Chazz.
"Mind if I skip this one?" asks Poncho, holding up a frisbee with an enormous bite mark on it. "This bite mark is a little unnerving."
"Well you should have thought of that before you stole it!" says Chazz, crossing his arms.
"Sigh, OK..." says Poncho, heading toward the nearest house.
The door is answered by a dog with a comically large set of false teeth in its mouth.
"Will you just get rid of those, Peppy." says Poncho.
"They taste like tooth-paste!" says Peppy.

Comic