I get sentimental over junk. When I was little my mom sold our rolltop desk, and I started crying. I don’t know why! The guy she sold it to was still there and said, “Lady, if you want it back, the price just went up!”
But now that sentiment has me breaking my neck cruising the garbage on heavy trash day. Thanks to Julai for upping the creep factor on this one. Dang. Talking dirty to trash never sounded so filthy.
I cried laughing. Your tears of sadness brought me tears of joy. Great comic Jason.
Thanks Alex! Sometimes I wish I could still summon tears at will. Think of all the free pizza I could be enjoying right now.
I love the angle we view them in the fifth panel.
The wordless blank stare is a fun panel to use in comics.
my favorite part was the bonus pannel… i still have my familys old roll top desk, i use it to store all my childhood doodles, and some of the ones i have been doing recently
That’s great to hear! There’s something magical about the transformative powers of a rolltop desk. If you’re in the middle of a project, you can just close it up and come back to it undisturbed! (and forgo cleaning it up for another day) Glad to hear you’ve been doodling