I’ve finally done it and launched my own web comic! This has been a project long in the making (about 1.5 years at this point), and it’s what I’m cultivating into a career.
we’ve started feeding this tortoiseshell-point siamese recently. she’s beautiful, aside from the fact she has disturbingly big, bulging blue eyes. we’ve started calling her… ‘goop’
it’s goop!
GUESS WHO HAD GOOPLETS! SIX ENTIRE BABIES! mama goop held onto her gooplings for an entire week longer than she had to, so the gooplitos came out very well done and fluffy!!
nearly five years ago… since then, mama goop has aged significantly, and as she nears the end of her life, she’s been given a cushy retirement alongside her beloved husband, papa pumpkin. for everyone who remembers this post, the goop troop sends their regards
Page 135 [Pallabar: “By whom?” Corporal Helgret: “Pallabar, if you’ve gotten it to talk, let’s reground in a more secure location. We can continue the interrogation just fine out of the rain.” Pallabar: “Yes, yes, we’ll do that. Now then. I’m going to adjust the vines. I can’t say I trust you enough yet, so you’ll still be bound, but you’ll be able to walk. Understand?” Imble: NOD NOD]
Pages uploaded here every Tuesday and Thursday morning. Read the comic on its main website HERE - updates every Sunday!
Drawing all those vines was equal parts fun and infuriating.
Why were they vegetables???? Why did they have to be vegetables
i have never felt this level of closure in my entire life i am so satisfied right now
Veggietales doesn’t get the love it should, tbh. in the early days, it was five people making them out of phil vischer’s garage in Peoria, Illinois. No one had succeeded with 3D animation yet (Toy story was two years away), but Veggietales did it. Pixar even called them and asked how they did the cheek puffing animation in the early days. PIXAR CALLED THEM.
If my lips ever left my mouth, packed a bag and headed South, that’d be too bad. I’d be so sad.
That be too bad youd be so sad?
That’d be too bad.
If my lips said adios, I don’t like you, I think you’re gross, that’d be too bad. I might get mad.
That be too bad, you might get mad?
That’d be too bad.
If my lips went to Deluth, left a mess and took my tooth that’d be too bad. I’d call my dad.
That be too bad, you’d call your dad?
I’d call my dad
HOLD IT!
Did you say your– father?
Facinating!
So what your saying is if your lips left you…
That’d be too bad, I’d be so sad, I might get mad, I’d call my dad, that’d be too bad.
That be too bad?
That be too bad
Why?
Because I love my lips!
Bebadee bap do beedap do, yeeda boop bap bop baddle boo, yabba da ba bop baddle Dee Doo deeba da ba boo Dow.
Yabba dab dab blblblblblbrm, leeble leeb labble, lblblblblblb lblblblblblb lum
Oh my.
This is more serious than I thought.
Larry, what do you see here?
Um, that looks like a lip
And this?
It’s a lip!
And this?
It’s a lip, it’s a lip, it’s a lip lip lip
It’s a lip, it’s a lip, it’s a lip lip lip
It’s a lip, it’s a lip, it’s a lip lip lip
Liiiiiiiiips, lip lip lip
Larry, tell me about your childhood.
When I was just 2 years old I left my lips out in the cold and they turned blue. What could I do?
They turned blue what could you do?
They turned blue.
On the day I got my tooth I had to kiss my great aunt Ruth. She had a beard (and it felt weird)
She had a beard and it felt weird?
She had a beard.
10 days after I turned 8, I got my lips stuck in a gate. My friends all laughed. And I just stoodthereuntilthefiredepartmentcameandbrokethelockwithacrowbarandIhadtospendthenextsixweeksinliprehabwiththiskidnamedOscarwhogotstungbyabee-right on the lip-andwecouldn'teventalktoeachotheruntilthefifthweekbecausebothourlipsweresoswollenandwhenhedidstartspeakinghejustspokePolishandIonlyknewlikethreewordsinPolishexceptnowIknowfourbecauseOscartaughtmethewordforlip,
“Usta!”
Your friends all laughed… Usta.
How do you spell that?
I don’t know
So what your saying is that when you were young…
My lips turned blue, what could I do? She had a beard and it felt weird, my friends all laughed…
Usta!
I’m confused…
I
Love
My
Lips
Eeba deeba deedle do
Yeeba dee dee ba beedle do
Yblblbdee do be do…
Uh Larry… Larry- Wait Larry Larry I- I’ve got enough thank you!
This has been Silly Songs with Larry! Tune in next time to hear Larry say…
Page 134 [Pallabar: “If I may, Corporal?…We may gain more with honey than with vinegar.” Corporal Helgret: “… Tch, you’re beginning to sound like Brother Buckman.” Pallabar: “See here, if you didn’t have anything to do with all of this, you needn’t fear us.” Corporal Helgret: “Speaking of Buckman…?” Lesaonar: “With the horses and wagon in a stable we found.” Pallabar: “This was merely a precaution. I can make the vines disappear if you’re cooperative. All we want is to know what happened.” Imble: “… We talk. Were attacked.”]
Pages uploaded here every Tuesday and Thursday morning. Read the comic on its main website here - updates every Sunday!
Pallabar might be a druid, but he’s pretty good with de-escalation as well.
