He Comic Page Is Dying; I Didn't

I'll Confess Right Here That I Secretly Wish I'd Have Drawn A Strip About A Little Boy With A Fake Tiger, Going For Adventures Throughout The Universe In Spaceships Of His Imagination.

It's Never Too Late To Have A Happy Childhood.

Dear Lord, I've Been Asked, Nay Commanded, To Thank Thee For The Christmas Turkey Before Us... A Turkey Which Was No Doubt A Lively, Intelligent Bird... A Social Being... Capable Of Actual Affection... Nuzzling Its Young With Almost Human- Like Compassion. Anyway, It's Dead And We're Gonna Eat It. Please Give Our Respects To Its Family.

I Grew Up In Los Angeles And Always Wished I'd Spent A Childhood In A Far Different Place.

Cartooning Is About Deconstruction: You Gotta Tear Something Down To Make A Joke.