I would argue that you shouldn’t be Winslow in this comic, but you should try to avoid being Ben, too. The Bens of the world know far too many Winslows, and they’re  slowly being crushed by them.

Nothing like a new year to get you in the mood for trying new things, eating healthy, and bettering yourself through art, exercise, and education.

I would probably do something like this if I liked the idea of having rotting pumpkin carcasses all over my lawn for an entire month. I don’t, though. I really don’t.

Sometimes you just feel like drawing a really, really, really big squid.

Looks like Winslow is making clones of himself again. Flamethrowers at the ready, everyone!