Sorry, no pretty layout for this comic. I'm just going to archive what I have here on this page.

This comic features Jaye and Merd. We chatted quite a bit, if you couldn't figure out from the comic. This is back when I still lived in Jersey and Jaye and I were just friends.

Ah, the days of dial-up. So glad they are long gone.

Yes, my walls back home are like that, but uglier. I think my brother said he's going to have to re drywall them. Oops. Don't let someone with ADHD paint walls. Seriously. Also, credit cards are the debul.

I made these sometime after I moved here to Missouri. Jaye and I used to take late night trips to IHOP. Thus the setting for this one and the next one. Moral of this one... Jaye can't outburp me.

This is based on a true story. Jaye had written an novel about musicians. She was going over whatelse she could write. She mentioned one about a bodyguard. I reminded her about The Bodyguard. LOLZ were had.

First of all this was made back when Linsday was sober (or just hiding the problem well) and curvy. Not what she has become. That is all.

Jaye had a gecko named Sammy. We used to have to go to Petsmart and get crickets once a month. Jaye would put the bag on the dash. This actually happened. More than once, I think. I suck at cars, but you get the gist.

Made it after one Sunday lunch. Jaye's mom and sister we DOMINATING the conversation talking about a family wedding we didn't attend (don't think we were invited. Whatevez.) Yes, the golf cart thing is verbatim. Aside from the comments about my hanging myself and Jaye's poking her eye out (I love that she used the fork to finish eating after the eye thing.) it's pretty much all verbatim.