I try to be more economical with my dialogue these days, but I admit that sometimes I miss the old days when I thought pictures were just the vessels that carried my words. Big thanks to artist Chip Skelton for letting me me run rampant!
Dictator Tot has grown up quite a bit. Now, she teaches me a thing or two. Want to see how? Check out “Elora’s Four Dollar Apology.”
Said the orphan eater to the hero.
Yeah, they’re probably being slathered with BBQ sauce as they speak.
If they came to harm, he wouldn’t get to eat them.
It isn’t the real Rocket. Note the stutter.
FIVE FINGERS?!?!?
Didn’t this guy get the memo?