Friday, August 26, 2005
Comic Character 1: Mr. Canada
Here’s a few pictures I drew during my 2-hour clerkin’ dayjob.
For some reason, the guy in the picture is Canadian. I think Canada is a funny word. I mean, it’s a huge country, it’s French, and it’s supposedly socialist---But 75 percent of the land is like frozen-over unlivable hell, only a couple of cities have modern infrastructure, the Canadians there don’t even speak French, and lastly, the entire city of Toronto could be called Little Hong Kong. Awesome. And to top it off, it has legalized marijuana. Any Congregational Political system that allows itself to legalize marijuana is all right in my book. Hell, fraggin marijuana is a helluva less addictive, has less side effects, and the people have been using it for hundreds of years.
I’m not knocking pharmaceuticals. They are good for major shit like infections and the like. But come on. What kind of cure makes you choose between chronic pain and chronic bowel sickness?
The only side effect I’ve gotten from hash was a hankering for pure peanut butter. Wait. That’s not true. There was the Morning After Daze. The 4 minute Whooping Cough. And Wonder Woman.
Okay. I’m out.
For some reason, the guy in the picture is Canadian. I think Canada is a funny word. I mean, it’s a huge country, it’s French, and it’s supposedly socialist---But 75 percent of the land is like frozen-over unlivable hell, only a couple of cities have modern infrastructure, the Canadians there don’t even speak French, and lastly, the entire city of Toronto could be called Little Hong Kong. Awesome. And to top it off, it has legalized marijuana. Any Congregational Political system that allows itself to legalize marijuana is all right in my book. Hell, fraggin marijuana is a helluva less addictive, has less side effects, and the people have been using it for hundreds of years.
I’m not knocking pharmaceuticals. They are good for major shit like infections and the like. But come on. What kind of cure makes you choose between chronic pain and chronic bowel sickness?
The only side effect I’ve gotten from hash was a hankering for pure peanut butter. Wait. That’s not true. There was the Morning After Daze. The 4 minute Whooping Cough. And Wonder Woman.
Okay. I’m out.
# posted by Richard Dun and Mario Dun @ 3:06 AM 
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