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February 2006 Archives

We'll pay for your college, plus there's a war and ass fucking, too

by Mr. Fish

February 26, 2006 11:39 PM

We'll pay for your college, plus there's a war and ass fucking, too

by Mr. Fish

February 26, 2006 11:02 PM

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How many heads are better than one?

by Mr. Fish

February 23, 2006 10:21 PM

How many heads are better than one?

by Mr. Fish

February 23, 2006 10:02 PM

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How to be non-black and influence people

by Mr. Fish

February 20, 2006 9:11 PM

How to be non-black and influence people

by Mr. Fish

February 20, 2006 9:02 PM

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Because I got such a great response last Sunday with my entry entitled, "No cartooning today," namely no response at all (a refreshing break from death threats, name-calling and bombastic hurrahs for the end of time), I've decided to make every Sunday a day when I post something that purposely refrains from shitting on the Plutocracy and all her wicked little satellites. Thusly, here is a drawing executed beneath the white hot rage of a two-year-old girl ballsy enough to demand that I complete the picture in under two minutes using a blue crayon blunt enough to rival the precision of a frankfurter. The second drawing is a quick sketch of the two-year-old girl and her twin sister lost in each other's company, neither one giving a crap that they are being policed by the eminent Mr. Fish who, given a thinner drawing utensil than a crayon and a couple hours of non-policing time, could be saving the world by drawing George Bush licking the heiney of a nun or Donald Rumsfeld blowing a pair of guinea pigs, one in each hand, the sphincter of his elderly lips as detailed and moving as any photograph. (Bless the hearts of those two-year-old girls.)

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No cartooning today

by Mr. Fish

February 19, 2006 12:02 AM

Because I got such a great response last Sunday with my entry entitled, "No cartooning today," namely no response at all (a refreshing break from death threats, name-calling and bombastic hurrahs for the end of time), I've decided to make every Sunday a day when I post something that purposely refrains from shitting on the Plutocracy and all her wicked little satellites. Thusly, here is a drawing executed beneath the white hot rage of a two-year-old girl ballsy enough to demand that I complete the picture in under two minutes using a blue crayon blunt enough to rival the precision of a frankfurter. The second drawing is a quick sketch of the two-year-old girl and her twin sister lost in each other's company, neither one giving a crap that they are being policed by the eminent Mr. Fish who, given a thinner drawing utensil than a crayon and a couple hours of non-policing time, could be saving the world by drawing George Bush licking the heiney of a nun or Donald Rumsfeld blowing a pair of guinea pigs, one in each hand, the sphincter of his elderly lips as detailed and moving as any photograph. (Bless the hearts of those two-year-old girls.)