I felt a powerful need to draw this when I found out the smurflions from Avatar had sex with their hair. Because, you know. They have sex. With their hair.

There is nothing on Heaven or Earth that Winslow won’t eat. I kind of imagine a hamster tasting like what a hamster cage smells like: newsprint, wood shavings, dried fruit, and stale feces. If that’s not a feast, I don’t know what is.

Winslow has replaced his head many times, but never his torso. I can’t think of a better replacement than a stack of fresh pancakes dripping with syrup. Of course, after about three minutes those pancakes will get soggy and Winslow’s torso will start to sag. And then there’s the sticky residue that’ll be left behind in his pants, and who has the time to clean that up?

Welcome to the first Ben & Winslow comic of the new year. You can give it a click to see a larger version.

It’s worth noting that Winslow is a closet Trekkie.

Welcome to the October 2009 issue of Defenestration! Within a couple weeks, it will be Halloween, meaning Haratron can finally wear that human costume-the one he swears isn’t made from real human flesh but has raised more than a few eyebrows around the office. Personally, I find it’s better not to ask. He gets touchy.

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