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Crass Knuckles

Apr 13th, 2018 | By

Winslow doesn’t know if he has knuckles. Frankly, I don’t think he has bones in his hands.



“10 Ways Not to Like a Thing,” by Nolan Yard

Apr 11th, 2018 | By

1. Before you try not to like it, already make up your mind that you will not like it—this makes it so much easier.



Pinocchio’d

Apr 6th, 2018 | By

Winslow has a nose in this comic. It’s horrifying.



“Universe Hoppers, My Brethren,” by Maura Yzmore

Apr 4th, 2018 | By

I leave the pharmacy, wiping off snot with my sleeve, my head stuffier than a high-school locker room. I carry nose drops, antihistamines, and the good decongestant for which I must flash my driver’s license because lesser meth cooks than Walter White use it as raw material.



Beyond Laundrodome

Mar 30th, 2018 | By

This is actually way better than what Winslow used to be doing in the laundry room.



“Upper Middle Classhole,” by Alec Carvlin

Mar 28th, 2018 | By

“Mommy, Daddy, are we middle class?” My eyes sparkled with hope.

“Yes, dear,” they answered. “We are.” And then we went out for ice cream to celebrate the fact that we could afford it.



Beware the Sensual Gay Agenda

Mar 26th, 2018 | By

Here are some activities for anti-gay politicians to do while avoiding their craving for gay sex!



PEZ

Mar 23rd, 2018 | By

I’ve been working very closely with Ben and Winslow, trying to work out some merchandising options. So far Winslow’s only interested in edible stuff. The Ben & Winslow Pez dispenser is still a work in progress, sadly.



“How to Avoid Getting Asked to Be a Bridesmaid,” by Cassie Title

Mar 21st, 2018 | By

First, be antisocial. In kindergarten, when the teacher asks you to share crayons and play nicely with the other children, don’t. There’s no point. You don’t want to be friends with these fools who pick their noses and use their booger-smothered fingers to touch your back when you all play tag at recess. In fact, make sure you don’t play tag at recess.



Walk Hard

Mar 16th, 2018 | By

I feel no shame in admitting that this happens to me. A lot.