We all started somewhere and it isn't pretty. My first comic, preserved in all it's jpeg'ed glory. We've got a hundred of these strips to get through, so brace yourselves.
Abandon all hope, Ye who enter.
I remember being inordinately pleased with the lack of text in the last panel of this script. I still think it was the right choice.
oddly enough that last panel is just too satisfying.
Enter the tuba.
And the academy award for bad writing goes to...Adam Sandler... huh...
But we're the runner up here, so that counts for something, right?