An homage to a comic I don’t even like that much,
August 31, 2009
but for some reason still read every day. Instead of cutesy-poo jokes about family life starring a self-absorbed manchild, my version involves a man desperately crawling through post-Soviet industrial wreckage.
Turn this into a series. Immediately.
Which part, the anti-fan art or the wreckage? Maybe I should make Anti-American Elf, where I rip off his strip and make it the most depressing thing I can think of. For instance : “Today, Oliver was diagnosed with antibiotic-resistant consumption.”
I prefer wreckage. Or, if you’re going for anti-fan art (“a-fart”?), go for a bigger target. But I still prefer late/post-Soviet decay.