Comics – Page 28 – Plastic Paddy Pogue

Billions, and billions, and billions of books...

Reading is fundamental.

Somehow, in my brain I had that I needed to wait until Saturday night to take the shots so that the lighting would be the same. Not really sure where that came from. Aside from the sheer stupidity of it, … Read More

Wake up, it’s time to take your sleeping pill.

Sorry for the late update. Had some major computer issues this week. I think I’m going to try and avoid some of the night shots. The cell phone just doesn’t respond well. Neither does our point and shoot. The images … Read More

I tell you what. Scratch my ass, and if my hind quarters uncontrollably go up, I'll put in a good word.

Far and Away.

Paddy could be Tom Cruise’s Son, he’s about the right height. :-) Looking at this one again, It’s a bit wordy. I probably should have expanded it into a couple of weeks, but it didn’t seem wordy enough for that. … Read More

Are you happy now? You know, It just didn't seem like you really put your heart and soul into it. Do it again, this time with panashe! Fuck Off!

This year I’m dressing as Henry Bascombe

For those of you that don’t recall the spooky space kook episode of Scooby Doo, short clip here. The idea for this came at 3AM the night after I saw the skeleton at Costco. I didn’t really sleep much that night. … Read More

That's not to say that he didn't used to do the pool boy, or the maid, the chef, the butler, the grounds keeper, the stable boy, a random guest, or anything else that moved...

Alfred Pennyworth? more like Duckworth.

Haggling. I hate it. I apparently don’t even like to write it. I suppose that it would have been easier to to do a cliche where one of us screws up the process, but I kind of what to avoid … Read More

If only I could get her to pick up the yard.

It’s Worse than that! He’s Dead Jim!

Finally. I guess it’s as good way to celebrate 10 comics as any other. Patrick: It’s probably too late to pretend we’re not home. Wife: Just answer the door, I’ll hold the dog. Patrick: Hello. ah,… Paddy: Hi. I … Read More

You were just meant to think it was a hipsters, Luke. The door to door Jesus salespeople come to your door single file to better hide their numbers.

William S Burroughs eat your heart out…

You know I can imagine Burroughs voice, as well as a poetic berating he would give to the current generation of ‘hipsters’ and their empty collection of pop culture material gathered with an anti-consumerism consumerism, without experiencing anything but the … Read More