Showing posts with label Six Chix. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Six Chix. Show all posts

2015-02-23

Ziggy is even weirder than you thought

Between Friends, 2015-02-16.
Oh no, some complete strangers you'll probably never see again may have heard you singing along to some music! What a calamity! How will you ever live it down? Oh wait, I know - by just carrying on with your life and forgetting about it like literally everyone else already has.



Six Chix, 2015-02-17.
I can't even focus on the whole "the cows don't want the bull to go because he's good at sex" aspect of this, because what are those horrifying lumps on their backs? They remind me of the stumps left after Matt Damon's wings are cut off in Dogma.



The Buckets, 2015-02-20.
You know, someday you and everyone who ever knew you or even heard your name will be dead and forgotten. Your existence is a mere speck of dust compared with the vastness of space and time. Bet you feel pretty foolish for caring about things now.



Nancy, 2015-02-21.
What's that you say? Having a character repeat everything the person on the other end of the line says back to them for the sake of the audience is lazy and sounds terribly unnatural? Well, how would you have done it then? Oh, have the dialogue balloon come from the phone like most cartoonists do? Well, sure, I guess that works. Have a panel showing the other side of the phone call? Yeah, you could do it that way. Just phrase the dialogue in such a way as to make it obvious what the second person is saying? Well, now you're just talking crazy.



Ziggy, 2015-02-22.
The implications of this are staggering. Ziggy is a comic in which every single person or animal its protagonist encounters is a condescending jerk to him and everything he does ends in dismal failure - and apparently that's all his own weird fantasy. He's playing a virtual-reality game of his own design in which all this happens. And while he plays it, he's not wearing any pants. Just let that sink in for a moment.

2013-12-02

Celebrate the apocalypse

A woman is showing her friend her survival bunker.
"You can see I'm prepped for ANY future disaster! I won't run out of staples." she says, pointing out shelves of water and rice.
"Or dates for Friday nights!" she adds, showing off the stasis room in which she is holding captive a large number of men.

Six Chix, 2013-11-30.



Hazel is bringing a piece of cake to George, who is watching the gridiron on television. Hazel's attention is diverted by what's going on on the screen.
"Touchdown!" she yells, accidentally throwing the cake at George's head.

Hazel, 2013-11-30.



Good question, Hägar. Are these Vikings celebrating American thanksgiving? If so, what's with the hats? And what are they singing?

2013-10-24

Six Chix

Mrs. Dracula is sitting at a desk in the middle of an otherwise empty room. On the desk is a computer and a cat. The computer is off and the cat is sleeping. Behind her, Dracula regards himself with dissatisfaction. It seems he is worried about his weight.
"Maybe you haven;t been getting enough estrogen." says Mrs. Dracula.

I guess drinking the blood of women is slimming, and you put on weight if you drink too much men's blood. If you're a vampire. I'm not sure why that should be.

Six Chix, 2013-10-21.

2013-05-30

Six Chix

Two women ride horses toward the edge of a cliff where they find a large pile of abandoned sets of headphones.
"Hush." says one to the other. "We have arrived at the Great HeadPhone Burial Grounds."

Comic

2013-03-16

Six Chix

A one-armed woman is in bed with a one-armed man. Each of them is holding a Space Monolith action figure.
"Don't get me wrong;" says the woman, "I think it's great, I just miss my bookmarks."

Comic

2012-12-06

Six Chix

"Sorry to hear about your empty nest syndrome, Sue -" says a large snake to a small bird. "Especially since I have a humongous hankering for eggs right now."

The bird, Sue, is frozen in terror.

Comic

2012-07-14

Six Chix

A surprised policeman stands over an unconscious man who is wearing socks but no shoes. A handbag sits on the ground nearby, and an overweight woman with flabby upper arms and strangely thin forearms stands nearby.
"He tried to rob me!" says the woman. "So I thwapped him with my arm flap!"

Comic

2012-05-04

Six Chix

Two women stand in a kitchen. One of them holds a bag of spinach, the other a glass of wine. On the bench before them is a wooden bowl, two wooden spoons and a jug containing a small amount of liquid.

"Isn't pre-washed spinach a BEAUTIFUL THING?" says one to the other, adoringly.

Comic