Friday, October 05, 2007
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Marmaduke's breath should smell good because he ate his fat elderly neighbor-lady's scented candles and now his breath should smell the way that candles smelled (good). All we can tell for certain is that Marmaduke is full of sparkly magic fairy dust.
Posted by Joe Mathlete at 2:56 AM
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
JESUS CHRIST STOP IT
THE MOONWALK GOES BACKWARDS
THERE IS NO HOPPING INVOLVED
BRAD ANDERSON WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
WHAT ARE THE DOGCATCHERS EVEN TALKING ABOUT AND WHY IS THEIR TRUCK FLOATING
MARMADUKE LOOKS SO HORRIFYING
JESUS FUCK STOP IT
I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU
WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS
EVERYTHING YOU CREATE IS CANCER AND MADNESS
HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE
Posted by Joe Mathlete at 11:41 PM
Marmaduke is having a staring contest. Marmaduke's owner-lady does not know what some things, like staring contests, are called.
Posted by Joe Mathlete at 1:37 AM
Sunday, September 30, 2007
I think it's almost enough to just post Sunday installments of Marmaduke without comment.
"Lazy" and "senile" are not satisfactory excuses; you would have to be missing a chromosome to create this and think you have just crafted an acceptable comic strip. Having said that, I do like how Marmaduke's owner-man is drawn wearing a puffy chef's hat while grilling steaks in his backyard, thus eliminating any potential confusion as to what he is actually doing.
Posted by Joe Mathlete at 8:22 PM
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