This is another clumpy strip post. This week there are three. Three strips you shouldn't bother reading. You shouldn't read about my adorable pest problem, you should ignore the archaic language announcing Boalt's daring leap into the 19th Century, and you shoud steer clear of the senseless violence inherent in the Class of 2005 Campaign. And if you read Kristina's blog, you already know why.
Quite simply, once you've experienced the Perry Bible Fellowship, there will be no point in reading any other comic strips, ever again. Nicholas Gurewitch, evil genius that he is, has ruined it for everyone. Like intrusive federal law, Gurewitch occupies the entire available space of comic strip greatness. He exercises plenary jurisdiction over all forms of off-beat mirth. He glides effortlessly between bizarre strips about aliens, bizarre strips about pirates, and bizarre strips about people with no noses that are somehow still drawn with crushing realism. He is everything Andy Singer ever aspired to be.
I should just hold my tongue and let you experience it for yourself. I'd offer my favorite strip, but it's hard to pick one. At first it was "Freaking Vortex," but I've spent a few days now giggling over "QPI Interview." Other gems are "Angry Hammer," "Wise Shitashi," and "Captain Redbeard." But you may as well just start from the top and work your way down, finding your own PBF experience along the way.
I, meanwhile, will continue to draw my stupid drawings for no reason at all.