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Slylock Fox – June 19th, 2013

Ah, a fun beach scene, exactly like the vacations from my childhood. You’ve got everything: the one guy digging out of prison, the jogger about to throw himself to the fishes, and that show-off who always carries a dead shark around.

Geez, dude, I know you’re proud of your latest kill, but isn’t dumping it by the ice cream stand a little unhygienic?

Featuring Symbolic RASTORC

Aw, man, it’s good to be back and forgetting there’s a queue. Don’t forget to scroll down to see yesterday’s post, where I finally caught up with our college-obsessed sleuth!

Slylock Fox – June 18th, 2013

It started off as an attempt on Mr. Jones’ life. Sick of delivering paper after paper to this blowhard, Davey struck him clear in the noggin with a newspaper. Of course it didn’t work. But Davey practiced, each morning delivering a clean whack to Jones’ head. But as he improved, so did his adversary; not content to just close the door, Mr. Jones trained his arm to rise at the very sound of Davey’s footsteps. Out of defiance, Davey never quit. His little act of hatred became something more. A staple. A tradition. And eventually, the basis for a beautiful friendship.

He probably shouldn’t mention that it was a murder thing, ’cause that might put a damper on it.

Back to your regularly scheduled whatever this is

It’s 10 PM, so I guess I’m as awake as I’ll ever be. I’ll spare you the photos of me posing with 1,000 different Link crossplayers. I’m officially home and a lot less sore, so my schedule should be returning to normal. I’ll probably be awake to post tomorrow’s comic, so hopefully that’ll make up for my scattered posting as of late.

Let’s see what I missed!

Slylock Fox – June 15th, 2013

Wow, while I was off doing lame nerd things, I missed some epic elephant-spraying-a-surprised-monkey action! This is becoming so widespread, I don’t think it’s just a joke anymore. Is it some kind of baptism? Some kind of surprise, involuntary baptism?

How does it feel to be converted, monkey?

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June 16th, 2013

How many times have we seen Slylock’s diploma? This is the only concrete example I can find, but I swear I’ve seen more. Why does it always change? How many different schools did he go to? Is he just so obsessed with keeping a diploma around that he graduated once or twice for each room he has?

Oh well. I find it kind of adorable how Max’s first concern is whether or not his skateboard will be stolen. Less adorable is how Slylock questions the sanctity of Max and Skateboard’s marriage.

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June 17th, 2013

OK, I hate to question the guy who attended Sleuth School and Detective School, in addition to teaching his own, but this method seems ineffective. Does Max just carry a stopwatch with him everywhere, while Slylock covers his eyes and recites random details? Does knowing how much wine was left help him at all?

I guess if he gathered more information he wouldn’t have to target guys with names like “Shady”.

An unexpected incident

I made it sound like I’d post last night. I was planning on it, but I met this animator and got a chance to impress him. I drew all night long and now it hurts my shoulders even to type. Plus I’m drifting in and out of consciousness, which is why it took until 9:30 to tell you this.

Tomorrow I’ll catch up on the Slylock I missed. I don’t think the half-asleep, incoherent rantings of a starving artist would be very funny. (I guess they’d be sandwiched by screams of pain, which would be kinda cool.)

Sorry the wait, guys. See you then!

Not home!

Depending on when you’re reading this, I’m either

1. Doing last minute work on a dorky, dorky costume, or
2. Out of town, meeting anime characters and crying until dealers give me free merch

See you this afternoon!

I’m having mosquito withdrawal, OK

It’s still morning. Morning starts whenever my computer stops hovering and speaking in tongues and starts up.

Slylock Fox – June 14th, 2013

I’ll probably give up trying to draw for a while in favor of actual commentary. Especially after this. No matter how I move my hand or what colors I use, the picture keeps turning out like this:

I scribbled six circles with a red crayon and got this. The more I stare at that duck, the stronger it gets. I also got it making breakfast.

Who shops in pearls and house shoes?

Slylock Fox – June 13th, 2013

To apologize for his absence, this man has left a food offering for his television. Of course, he dumped it fresh and greasy directly on top; it is foolish to set a plate between the TV and its meal.

His wife scoffed at the idea. But as he leaves, he sees from the corner of his eye: the players have noticed it.

When you become a man, you have to use poisonous gases

Slylock Fox – June 12th, 2013

It’s our good friends, the Pigglys! Today we learn a disturbing fact about them: they think it’s acceptable to name a child “Pudgy”. Wait, that wasn’t it. They apparently think ping-pong balls should contain pressurized gas.

This scene presumably takes place right after Pudgy punctures the ball, releasing the explosive forces within.

Imagine sleeping with that poster in your room

Slylock Fox – June 11th, 2013

At first glance I thought this was the dramatic return of our hero Tanbam. Actually it’s… Tanbam with devil horns instead of bat bam ears? That’s original, DC comics.

I like this guy better than Tanbam, anyway. While Tan was flying away from people in need, our new hero appears to be doing a split from hundreds of feet up. Still not heroic, but at least it’s cool.

(Lazy pun on “alligator tears”)

Slylock Fox – June 10th, 2013

Poor Chief Mutt. He’s trying so hard to be relevant in a comic strip that doesn’t bear his name. Every Monday, Slylock’s out there stopping Count Weirdly from converting your brains to yogurt. Now that no crime has been committed, who appears? Chief Mutt to the rescue!

He might be needed, if severing human hands is a crime in the anthroverse.

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By the way, my schedule may be off this weekend. I’m gonna be out of town at a rad convention signing autographs with swooning dudes hanging all over me and who am I kidding. I’m gonna be dressed as a Muppet and buying brony crap.

Komedic Genius

Sorry for the scheduling craziness! Come Monday I’ll be able to refill the queue, so there shouldn’t be any more problems until I get lazy.

Slylock Fox – June 9th, 2013

Koppy Kat is the most underrated villain ever. I like to imagine him as some kind of failed cartoonist, haunted by the urge to throw visual gags into everything. He stands in front of his easel, slavishly reproducing the original for hours and days. Suddenly, he erupts into a fit of giggles. One little, involuntary gag, and his work is ruined.

Keep in mind, his idea of a visual joke is switching some continents around. That’s why he’s not a successful cartoonist.

Squeeeeeevil

Slylock Fox – June 8th, 2013

I can understand the struggle presented here all too well: the dog reads the funnies and smiles. What a fun little puzzle. And such a cute drawing!

No. Says the evil sucking nutrients from his brain. This comic is actually about evil soulsucking blackbirds and bellies and you shall respond accordingly!

I’m so glad it’s a universal feeling. I thought I was delusional.

The real reason no one ever speaks

Slylock Fox – June 7th, 2013

This is why you should read the text to see what you’re drawing first. Step 1 was cute, then step 2 threw me for a loop. Like

Why does she want his tongue??

That’s how I hold my pencil when I stab people

Did I say posts would be on-schedule this week? Because I meant to say I would caffeinate myself and draw until daylight.

Slylock Fox – June 6th, 2013

I can see that I wasted that time, sadly. Nothing I created today has come close to the wild-eyed, tooth-billed duck in a nice hat. I should probably keep vermin on my easel for inspiration.

Apparently Bob works best when he has animals grotesquely transmogrifying into sock puppets behind him, because none of his characters seem to notice it.