The Plot Thickens
Not like you care but I’ve done some more comics. I’ve tried to add some depth to the main character by giving him a normal job. Like Superman. And a love interest. Because he’s human. And an evil villian who makes his debut because a story needs conflict. I also spent more time on the drawings. With the exception of the first one I think you’ll agree they’re better, but I transfered them on a boat using a shitty digital camera (thanks work) in rocking seas so they aren’t as good as the originals are…and I use the term “good” loosely. So without further adieu here’s the new series I call, Terry Chesterton is the Certified Public Accountant:
Enter Consuela…
Enter the Sexual Tension…
Enter Stan Litowski. Consuela’s ex-husband and the saddest clown in all of Dayton, Ohio…
Your artful demonstration of the pain of executive 9-to-5-dom, along with the palpable sexual tension that exists between your characters, is well juxtaposed with respect to the sadness and hopelessness of Latino-Clown relations.
Good Show,
Joseph Pulitzer
aka Jarret
PS
Would it be too much to ask for a clown-sex prequel…you know to get a better feel for the…story. I have this unquenched desire to know what unfortunate events transpired and led Consuela to forgo the payaso pinga
Comment by Jarret — June 26, 2006 @ 4:31 am
And where is the 20 year old Chinese boy?
Comment by alf — June 26, 2006 @ 5:58 am
I feel kind of bad for Stan Litowski, being the saddest clown and everything. You should give a back story about how she even ended up with him.
Comment by laura — July 14, 2006 @ 12:42 pm
Delighted to discover this blog, I look forward to going through the archives. I’d like to invite you to take a look at my blog too, at cuckooscall.blogspot.com Best, rama
Comment by rama — July 29, 2006 @ 5:06 pm
Man Stan must have the smallest digs in town…no wonder hes so sad.
Comment by craig — August 2, 2006 @ 11:01 am
This is good stuff.
Comment by Loser — August 4, 2006 @ 8:25 am
i’m attaching a sample of my lyrical stylings, I know you are eventually going to need someone to write the theme song, and I might be willing to take the job, despite my other commitments.
AKA “A Spade A Spade”
(mike chink one two one two…)
T to the C to the CPA mohawking,
people gawking, girlies squaking
jack and the motherfuckin giant beanstalking,
(fee-fi-fuckin-fo-fum!)
they try to shut me up but i’ma keep on talking…
Wake up lookin slummy like trash from a trailer
Go to work everyday just to stare at Consuela
A wetback from Tijuana, or maybe Venezula
She can barely speak the language but I’d really like to nail her
to be continued…
Comment by MC Dookie Braids — October 25, 2006 @ 2:40 pm
scary …
I like it!
Comment by Sol. — November 5, 2006 @ 11:04 am