James: I like how fucked Waldo is.
meuh...meuh... all tiny.
me: heehee
I know
I feel awful
this is obviously a well drawn page because I got all squirmy watching it
I think it's the sound effects that do it
James: It's nasty, no doubt.
me: I'm like "dear god, that man is dying!"
James: I even made Morris' knuckles not attach properly for the hand with knife in.
I just laughed again.
me: lol
James: WAAAUUUGH!
Just fucking horror.
me: you're a monster, sir.
man that meuh meuh is so sad
James: I KNOW!
me: D: poor waldo
James: He can't even say "mam".
That's the noise I made when Luc hit me in the ribs at karate.
me: you're breakin' my heart
the waugh panel still makes me laugh though
so it's ok.
but I won't look at this page very much I think. >.>
you did it too well
James: Sweet.
me: waldo makes me feel bad.
James: He's an asshole.
He kicked a puppy to death just this morning.
me: ... really?
James: Yes.
me: and he didn't have, like, kids at home? waiting for him?
James: Fuck no.
me: wondering where daddy is when he doesn't come home tonight?
because that's what that meuh meuh makes me wonder
James: Bordeline personality disorder reprobate, with no future but violence at the hands of his betters.
me: he's better off dead then
and the world is a better place without him
James: Yes.
me: phew ok.
Also, about this page. That "WAAAUUUGH" panel made me laugh out loud like, twelve times. I loves me some violent injury, I do. You know those YouTube vidoes with like, four million hits of "Man with cat gets hit by cement mixer"? Sixty percent of those views are me, giggling.
Giggling in the darkness...