Finally, a shitty joke accommodated with sufficiently crapy drawing. This is the type of comic I so desperately need in my life. How do you pull it of Johny?
>Man… I wish I could draw.
He made it about you.
What in the name of fuck is supposed to be funny about this? Can anyone explain?
It’s a subtle and sophisticated subversion of expectation. Peppered lightly with the time honored method of manifesting slapstick into horrific reality. This rich and blended style of comedy is apparently so subtle that it is only I, a simple yet humble gentleman of good comical taste, to explain to the unwashed masses.
(You know who you are you stinky bastards.)
also ”if i can’t dance then no one can dance, we shall all be equal
and you shall not have to seek to better yourself for you will all be
at my level of greatness” i think chairman Mao said that?
Sorry Izzy Tutt is my favorite comment section character now.
That’s ok, I’m too retarded to understand today’s comic and comments, anyway.
A proper gentleman such as I requires no accolades but I accept your praise with noble grace.
*takes another sip of flat knockoff soda from his crazy straw*
Oh, here I thought it was about taking shortcuts can be pretty painful. Which is true in real life.
It still gave me a chuckle with this twist ending.
You mean “twist” as in the dance & their legs?
I tip my fedora to you good sir.
Is this a modern twist to the Tonya Harding scandal?
or in today’s terminology level the field
Where did he get the bow tie?
Maybe it’s a different day? After he took the class? … and the rest of their clothes are all the same…?
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