Next time I’ll bring some rope.
Category Archives: Lagotic Moon
WHERE THE GREEN GRASS GROWS
Not that I don’t also like yellow. Maybe the grass was never supposed to be green in the first place? Imagine that?
Life is like a jigsaw puzzle. Unfinished? …Wait! You don’t finish your jigsaw puzzles? So weird!
SOMETHING TO JUGGLE
I might never climb a mountain, but I do sometimes bring juggling balls on hikes.
Maybe I should have stayed inside the boxes? …Nah!
Last week’s comic was about postcards.
What’s the strangest thing inside your fridge?
What would you do with a million pairs of hiking boots?
What’s your favorite song? … What? I said I had a bunch of questions.
Kid, you’ll move mountains! To tears as they try to figure out where you are going, and then the biggest mountain of them all will walk over to you and ask “Where are you going, kid?” and you will answer “I don’t know!” and then the mountain will cry, and you will feel bad for making the mountain cry.
If a tree falls in a haunted woods and there is some one is around to hear it, but there aren’t actually any trees around in this part of the haunted woods, how confused does this hypothetical observer become if it does it make a sound?
Also, if you were dissapointed that no ghosts showed up in this comic, some ghosts did show up in my other comic today. Go take a look.