Stones and Sticks

Guest strip #3 Ryan Burdett, Again!

2009-06-09T08:48:00.000-07:00

Guest Strip #2 Jacob Ewing

2009-06-08T08:26:00.001-07:00

Guest Strip #1 Ryan Burdett!

2009-06-04T07:19:00.000-07:00

Thirty-Fourth

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Thirty-Third

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Thirty-Second

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Thirty-First

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Thirtieth

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Twenty-Ninth

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Twenty-Eighth

2009-05-25T04:44:00.001-07:00

Who are they?!

2009-05-22T06:41:00.001-07:00

So, people have been asking with increasing frequency, "Which one are you?". I thought it high time to address this question. Some guesses have been that Stone and Stick are merely different aspects of myself. Split cartoon personality disorder, or SCPD, for short. That is incorrect. For people familiar with the crap that usually issues from my mouth, it should come as no shock, that I am represented most closely by Stick. The witty banter and snappy comments about Stone's mother being a whore are pure me. So, who then is Stone? Amusingly enough, Stone is all the best (or worst, depending on your viewpoint) aspects of one of my oldest and dearest friends. Although much of what Stone goes through, cross-dressing for example, are things this particular accomplice of mine would never do, it is my great privelage, with artistic license, to make him do it in the strip. Still, this doesn't answer the question, "Who is Stone?". But, guess what? You don't get to know. Keep guessing, keep wondering, his true identity will remain a mystery. Suffice to say, he knows who he is. Some of you might already know him, some of you have only heard tales. C'est la vie.

For now, enjoy the fact that when Stick does something or says something, you know it is I who is truly doing or saying those things. Often times, I have said or done those things to this particular friend. Most of the time, I have at the least, said these things to some of you. In conclusion; bite me, shut the hell up and your mom is still a whore.

Die in a fire,
TheJiTC.

Twenty-Seventh

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Twenty-Sixth

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Twenty-Fifth

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Twenty-Fourth

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Twenty-Third

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Twenty-Second

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Twenty-First

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Twentieth

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Nineteenth

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Eighteenth

2009-05-07T05:04:00.001-07:00

PC - How I Hate Thee

2009-05-06T18:53:00.001-07:00

My day? Wake up, hit the head, have a smoke, check my keyboard for cat hair, post today's comic strip. Excellent, let's head out to Tim Hortons and get myself an extra-large triple-triple. Score! I have caffeine! Sit down at the computron and... WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!

Screen freezes. Forced to hard reset. Computron won't boot. For those who either don't know or don't care, I purchased my new, shiny, expensive desktop only 6 short months ago. I keep my virus data-base up to date, update all my software prompty, and thanks to the joy that is Microsoft, my OS is constantly updating and restarting, all on it's own.

So, why in the hell is my precious machine borked?! *SIGH* My very good friend, who runs a computer shop and professionally builds and repairs computers will be coming by tomorrow to deduce the issue and god-willing repair it. In the mean-time, I am working off of my laptop, which has seen better days.

End of rant. I hate PC's, Microsoft, Bill Gates and everyone who has ever been responsible for the design or manufacture of the common, household, computer.

Dear Mr. Gates, please die in a fire.

Sincerely,
The (Very Angry) Jew In The Corner.
Goodnight.

When I fall asleep, does the cat play on my computer?

2009-05-06T14:16:00.000-07:00

Almost every morning, when I eventually make it to my desktop I discover 2 things; 1 - Microsoft has yet again seen fit to automatically restart my computer, losing all of my browser windows and apps that I foolishly left running, and 2 - cat hair on my keyboard. This has led me to question if my cat has figured out how the computer works and plays on it all night, as cats are nocturnal creatures.
If my feline hypothesis is correct, then I must ask, what does he do with it? Does he play solitaire? Does he have an email account that he uses to message all of his megalomaniacal cat friends with? Does he surf cat porn?
Of course, if I am wrong and all he does is shed on my keyboard, my musings will make me sound crazy...
In case the latter is true, I shall now be very afraid of anyone I see in a white coat.
So if I see you, and you're wearing white and I either run away screaming or viciously attack you for no reason, blame the cat.
After all, they're responsible for all the world's evils...

Seventeenth

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Sixteenth

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Fifteenth

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Fourteenth

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Thirteenth

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Twelfth

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Eleventh

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Tenth

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Ninth

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Eighth

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Seventh

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Sixth

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Fifth

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Fourth

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Third

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Second

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First

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