
True Tales of a Cartoonist: I’m a Jolly Cartoonist
on December 19, 2011 at 4:00 amPosted In: comics, Random Comics
Ah kids, you can’t get mad at them, but you sure can slowly psychologically mess them up over the course of years until they are a rabid collection of various neurosis. But then they leave the house and they are someone else’s problem right?
This is probably Karma for me giving my own parents huge amounts of crap growing up. Now the wheel has turned and it’s my turn.


And on a positive note, anyone who is not bolemic, anorexic or have other such health problems is considered “jolly”, including body builders and anyone with muscle.
As I sit here patting my ample belly I assure you no one will ever consider me bolemic or anorexic…. Just pleasantly chubby.
No Carter you weren’t giving your parents crap… They were instilling the various neurosis’ in you… therefore their fault.
I heartily agree with that.
I’m guessing this happened very recently.
Who else saw the new Sherlock Holmes movie?
I’m seeing it tomorrow. Is it any good?
It is AWESOME! I highly advise that you see as soon as you can tomorrow. If you ask me, the last thirty minutes of the movie are the absolute best part of the movie.
That was incredible. I did expect the ending though, and it was surprisingly hilarious. Stephen Fry was a welcome addition as well, I feel. Well, when he had his clothes on, at least…
Here in Germany we have a saying that translates roughly to: “A child’s mouth speaks the truth”.
the truth from out of the mouths of babes
This is cute and sad at the same time.
Ya gotta love how brutally honest kids can be
Oh she was brutal about it. Then she lectured me for fifteen minutes how she runs all the time that’s why she’s so skinny and how her “Jolly” daddy needs to run too.
Good luck paying for your own college kid, because I’ll be spending the money I was going to give you on therapy.
The expression in the last panel makes it. I literally laughed out loud.
Thanks, I’m trying to do better at this cartoonist thing. There’s a webcomic called Lackadaisy that I started reading. The artist is phenomenal at expressions. I’ve been practicing from her sight.
When kids say things like that, you respond with, “I’m going to teach you a new game. It’s called ‘duct-taped to the ceiling’…”
My kids are all to familiar with their rights these days. Daddy would end up in prison…. And I’m too pretty for prison.
I’ve got a perdy mouth you see.
Hard to call the cops when you’re duct-taped to the ceiling and gagged
My lawyer has instructed me not to comment on that as it may incriminate me later.
Is it just me or does your wife always look stoned out of her mind in these? Now, I’ve seen your wife and she didn’t seem stoned then.
It’s because being married to me for this long has forced her to take up drinking just to survive. It’s all part of the thrill a minute lifestyle I lead.
I’ve met you, your not ‘jolly’. I’m ‘jolly’. If anything, I thought you were a little too undead level skinny. Thanks for sharing this comic with me at LTUE. You rock. You make zombies something I can enjoy reading.
Don’t be deceived I was sucking in my ginormous gut. Had I released my impressive stomach muscles I would have been identical to Jabba the Hut.