He's Picked Clean! Eaten By Cats!

I Was Unable To Sleep And I Would Stay Up And Draw These Little Cartoons. Then A Friend Showed Them Around. Before I Knew It I Was A Cartoonist.

If I Didn't Try To Eavesdrop On Every Bus Ride I Take Or Look For The Humor When I Go For A Walk, I Would Just Be Depressed All The Time.

I Live In Constant Fear Of Being Fired Or Dropped For That Dark Part Of My Work I Can't Control.

You'll Never Call Him Fifi Again.

The Strips Are Nearly Effortless Unless I Am Really Emotionally Upset, A Wreck.