Red is being such an asshole here... good to see her back to her old self! :P

Red must've had the standard variety Sharpies pack handy.

Or Flinters had one in his pouch.

Hope she saved the burnouts. I can make Sharpie rockets with the caps as nose cones.

Sharpie rockets? Talk about a way to make your mark on the model-rocket scene!

That 4th panel LMAO!!!

(* evil! *)

Now Flinters needs to score one against Red.

("Butt pirate?" The last time I saw that phrase was in WCotP.)

Minor mistake, you misspelled "diaper."

Otherwise, I laughed my ass off.

I remember we markered up one of our friends while he was asleep at the San Diego Comicon, once. I also appreciated the green "$" signs you marked on my cheeks when I was GOH at Conifur 1999. In my jacket and tie I looked like a US Senator.

Conifur Northwest. Who remembers that con now?

I do....I miss it.

I remember, and I still want red shirts for the security staff ;) Ah Fife, who can forget

I do, especially the Mormon hockey team who tried to get us kicked out of the hotel.

Now that sounds like an interesting tale...

A Mormon Youth hockey team was in the hotel and on a Saturday morning I recall, DEMANDED that the hotel kick out these degenerates cause they were displaying 'Pornography' openly everywhere (con fliers, tee-shirts, certain badges) Plus several of the furries were naturally gay and openly expressing themselves, further fueling the Leader of the Mormon team to lose his mind. I remember the leader telling the hotel desk staff that he was a Mormon Bishop and demanded immediate action. and the few fursuits also greatly upset them as unGodly abominations.

Thing was the Friday night before, the Mormon boys were everywhere being little assholes to the furries and even to the hotel. The hotel manager basically told the Bishop that the furries were A: Larger in number and secured their space a year prior, B: Less troublesome than the hockey team was. C: Suggested that they can pack up and leave if they can't get along. They chose C.

Heh, I had problems with 4 hockey players from the Sundogs CHL team who were renting the house next to mine. Lot of loud noise at night - party animal jocks. I asked them nicely one day to keep the noise down. They were in the side yard of the house and I was in the Garage loading some rounds on a Dillon press. One of them puffs up and comes into my garage, ready to fight. Asshat sees me holding a .44 cartridge and looks around the garage. Stack of ammo cans on some racking, safe and a bunch of gun cases. Guy goes "Are those guitar cases?" Me: Gun cases. Can I help you with something, I'm busy loading 500 rounds of .44 Magnum. Guy turned and left without a word. No more problems with them soon after - the league folded and they were out of their jobs.

Reminds me of a WesterCon in Phoenix years ago, when the JayCees, who'd been in the hotel the previous weekend but continued there into the WesterCon because they couldn't get a new board elected. At some point during the con, the hotel management went to the con head and offered to throw JayCees out of the hotel if there were con attendees who needed rooms. That was also the con where John Bradley, Adams Douglas, and I were in a nook near the registration tables when Jerry Pournelle tried to assault a reg worker.

I remember WesterCon Anaheim 89 where the Pat Robertson ministries were also having a convention and had the TVs everywhere occupied with their programs. Thats where I was selling my "WorldCon in Hell" T-shirts. I sold two shirts that Friday early and the customers then donned them on and walked around. Naturally the ministry was filming the degenerates at the con calling them , well, degenerates. Then they focused on my two customers wearing the Worldcon in Hell shirts and popped a nut. Saying that the con itself was vile, satanic and evil. And all this on all the TVs in the convention area.

I literally sold out my remaining 98 shirts within a couple hours. And the fans were jumping on the chance to annoy the Ministry clones by immediately wearing them.

And it was fun seeing hoards of my red shirted customers surrounding the Pat Robertson crowd. Best was seeing two couples of Robertsons going into an elevator and then get surrounded by 5-6 WorldCon in Hell attendees , who immediately just ....stared.... at them. And when the doors closed, the horrified look on the Robertson couples was priceless.

Ooh, that's baaaad... I like it! XD

I am now custom artwork and worth lots. See? Valuable! Desirable! Decorate!

Maybe I should sell space on my body for sponsorship like NASCAR...

Flinters EFTs perhaps?

Your Little Pony has a mean streak one could drive a semi along.

XD XD XD

Wow, when Red pranks, she goes all out...how'd she manage to color THOSE parts of him with out him waking? She part ninja?

The world may never know.

We can speculate though...and ohh fuck are we speculating!

Oh wow red is a savage. I love this a lot dude. Your art zaps are always fun and done with class.

You should always be careful where you sleep...

that devious grin, got me, will have to steal that.

That smile had me laughing before I saw the last panel! She's trouble!

Hmmm.... Panels three and four.

Replace Sharpe with some sharp and pointy. Or, a power tool of your choice.

Boom, T-Shirt material.