Skyfire's Magic Roundabout (Thanks Socket Ryanist) - I'm no mathematician, but I'm starting to see a pattern in most webcomics. Since my daily encounters with math revolve around struggling to figure out what 15% of my restaurant tab is (those all-you-can-eat hot wings don't walk themselves to the table), my formula may be a bit off, but I think you'll get my point:
(Unlimited motivation) x (Marginal talent) = Anthropomorphic foxes making wry comments about the lack of parking at the artist's community college.
Case in point: Skyfire's Magic Roundabout, a comic so terrible it requires two free hosting sources to contain all its bile. Besides the prerequisite furry shit (which I know is every bit as fun a target as Scientology these days), we get some awesome non-sequitur "humor" so terrible a Burger King ad exec would turn up his nose at it . Here is my personal favorite:
While there are a number of things wrong with this piece - nothing created by this person should look as smug as the snake in the second panel, for instance - I'm most concerned with the comic's corresponding journal entry, which says:
BTW, that pedestal was drawn with what I learned from those perspective lessons.
The only thing we can hope is that the same person who taught him those "perspective lessons" also teaches him about things like "breathing" and "driving in heavy traffic," and that those lessons net similar results. While I'm sure Mr. Skyfire has a great life writing jokes on Popsicle sticks once he passes ART-D101 How To Use A Ruler Without Inadvertently Castrating Yourself, I think I'll stick with old Calvin and Hobbes compilations for my comic fix. The Internet puts a lot of things to good use, but comics, apparently, aren't one of them.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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