Sluggo the Spoonista confronts his natural nemesis. Shouting always helps.
Unseasonably warm day in January = al fresco coffee break.
Sluggo escorts his barely-hovering pig through the diminished potentialities of midwinter.
Sluggo doesn’t have to be the center of attention, but he’s always pulling the strings.
Best served cold, indeed.
If Sluggo tries to drink you under the table, please consider that he was closer to the table to begin with.
Goblin Bossbaby is discontented.
2013 hasn’t learned yet to watch where it’s going. Nice hustle, though.
Alas, poor Yorick; he was a man of infinite jest, but layoffs had to be made somewhere.
Diagram #5 in the care and feeding of your two-dimensional pet.
A little last-minute bough decking from the streets of Ann Arbor.
Beware the ire (and poor depth perception) of Slugington Steelmonocle the Third.
