After I started drawing this, I realized… “THIS IS FOR THE 13TH!” I like that coincidence. Didn’t like researching superstitions, though, because now I’m going to start getting pointless senses of doom every time a dog howls.

There’s an overabundance of ass in this comic, starting with that skunk.

I have no idea what movie he’s doing an impression from, since I don’t live 115 years in the future…

Come dine INSIDE Fish Fin Fancy Frying, located in the alley behind Starbucks on the prude ship Lollipop. Pay no attention to the noise in the back, it’s just the local wildlife, and maybe some wildlife from another ship.
[Quick note: I’ll be taking Thanksgiving off, see ya next Monday!]

I think his tail is black enough already.

I normally comb my hair back. Sometimes, hair fairies come and comb my hair while I’m sleeping, and it’ll be perfectly-combed FORWARD when I wake up. Since it’s already neat, and usually won’t comb back very well afterward, I just keep it that way. Inevitably, somebody points out that I got a haircut, and this strip plays out.
It makes me wonder, though. Every time somebody gets a haircut, everybody HAS to compliment the haircut. It’s never a so-so, it’s never just an acknowledgment, it’s ALWAYS a compliment. What I wonder is, do people just want everybody to be bald? If haircuts require compliments, surely we should just go all the way. “Nice haircut” is fine, but I want total admiration.

As for the title of this comic, “Tieni I Peli” will only be recognized by Italians who listen to Leone Di Lernia(site’s in Italian)…. or by me and a friend or two. I don’t have an Italian comic going(yet?), so I’ll use the hairy song title here. The song is about a guy who really needs a haircut, sung to the tune of “Baby Baby”. Mostly it’s his eyebrows and nose hairs that need cutting, though. Italian lyrics are here.

Based on a local ad with a similar bet.

Fast fact: I actually posed in the mirror to get the mouse-in-the-mouth look right. No mice were handy(I can hear them), so a chicken chunk had to suffice.
Also, I’m experimenting with a font… because my hand hurts. I seriously need to take lots of breaks when cartooning, but when I’m late, I go 6 hours straight. I’ve been going break-less since August. Ouch.

Special thanks to a certain co-worker that asked if we could switch days, neither of us knowing that it would be too icy today to get out.

I don’t think Funky likes the drawing Kenny did of him.

Remember to check back on Christmas, I have a present for all of you that’ll surely knock that sucker right outta your mouth.