Below are some highlights, but if you want to read a little more about the strip, click here. (Old site, so be warned—lots of dead links.) Currently, the strip’s full run isn’t online…well, not anymore. Not since Yahoo! ditched GeoCities, so it’s been a while.
Our “KELLY CLARKSON!” moment 17 years before Steve Carell’s “KELLY CLARKSON!” moment.
I don’t think we ever officially found them.
The editors of the paper censored an earlier week’s strip and then, after we complained, later ran the uncensored version with some smarmy commentary. (Granted, it was a good burn, but it was still smarmy.) This was our smarmy response to their smarmy response.
We were always worried about where the next beer would come from.
Oh, Officer Rapp! Don’t even get us started on this guy.
I have no idea if this is what an acid trip looks like.
We got in trouble for this one, but I bet you can’t guess why…
I love this strip. I used a version of it in Fletcher’s Cave, too. I have a feeling other folks don’t find it as clever as I do…
Coal jokes and holiday child abuse humor. Know your audience.
Looking back, I was in no position to offer anyone advice on picking a major.
We knew a Concord College student who was actually a Miss America contestant, so…this.
True story, except for the cracker nostalgia and the saltine-themed twinge of homophobia.