Remember, only Hillbillies breed a lot.

Haw!

Dear god, it's so true.

There there, Cloey, most of them will die of diseases the civilized world has never heard of before they manage to reproduce, its not just taste that sets them apart.

Sophisticated people need to be popping out more babies, we don't want idiocracy to come true...

XD

Well you have to admit, that lifestyle does take a lot of hands!

Pearl looks so cute! Like she's off in her own little world. And she's a cousin! X3

Magnolia looks so enthusiastic in the first panel. It's adorable and chilling all at once.

I love it! This is now my favorite page.

haha I don't remember what Pearl's last name is, so i hope you don't mind that I just slapped Mayonaisse on there. It's not canonical X/

She didn't have one yet. :D

I was thinking of making Mayonaisse her last name as an homage to Magnolia. And to make astute observationists wonder. If that's okay with ya.

I love the way you drew her. I'd like to see her pop up again sometime, if it should strike your fancy at any moment. :D

You really captured her there. Just so blissfully simple. X3

Sure, that would be fine XD

I think Pearl is kind of cute myself though she is not up against any stiff competition there with the other family members >_<

Oh and, granny Corncob reminds me of a little old woman I knew back home. She used to carry a lantern down a dirt road at night and frighten drivers.

that is badass C:

Her name was Poopsie. I am not kidding. XD

Where I grew up is one of those places where it all seems normal and clean at first, but then you start noticing that the people are a bit off, some of the family trees don't branch much, and many folks are either plain ignorant or educated morons.

Suddenly the hills go from, "wow that's really pretty" to, "Where the hell am I?". Then you see the roads are becoming less traveled and the road signs all have bullet holes. Then you see run down houses and farms everywhere. Then you stop to get gas in a small town called Dundee and find yourself speaking to a person with eyes that face in opposite directions.

And the hell of it? This is all in upstate New York. Not even in the south. And I am not exaggerating. XD

I could tell you some great stories if you ever get the interest.

I want to hear more about Poopsie!

I'm afraid that's all I know of Poopsie. My father might have more tales, perhaps I should ask him next time I see him. He had far more contact with her than I did.

My stories run across many different names and people I've met. But if crazy old lady is your speed, I have a few more.

I forget her name sadly, but there's an old lady who attends the same church as my folks. She is beyond eccentric. There's a steep dirt road running through a gorge where she lives, one wrong turn and it's off a cliff. She likes to drive through that at around 80 MPH in her old town car.

She also thought that in order to know God you had to literally meet him. She was upset because she hadn't. XD

There was another old woman my mother met who carried an empty bag around. Every night she would reach into it and throw nothing up into the air. Turns out that she honestly believed she was putting the stars into the sky. One wonders how cloudy nights made her feel.

I once met a woman in town who was smoking three cigarettes, drinking two beers and had three nicotine packs on her right arm. She was twitching like crazy and babbling. I'm pretty sure she wasn't right in the head. She was amusing to watch though.

There's a woman named Sharon who works at a laundromat in town. Her eyes are of the Magnolia variety and she looks about as nuts. She likes to mop around you and say you can't move because she mopped you into a corner. She will do this several times in a single hour. And she will always find it amusing. Always.

I have hundreds of these little tales. And each one of them is the gospel truth! Whenever I travel back home to visit I delight in taking friends with me, they always have the best reactions when they find out I'm telling the truth.

Used to have this friend named Steven. He was from Virginia and had never been that far north. At first he thought I was exaggerating and then; we took him up there. At first he thought we were lost. When we got to town we booked a room at the local crappy inn. Creaky floors, dust, junk, the whole nine yards. He was already spooked, but it got even better. We rung the bell on the counter and this rather large woman with lazy eyes and a wide drooling grin came wandering out from the back room. She looked at Steven (we think) and let out an obviously 'tarded throaty laugh. Steven was PETRIFIED! I wish we had taken a photo of him. I swear he damn near pissed himself. XD

Then her old leathery "keeper" came out and she was able to communicate. So we got the room. Took me an hour to convince Steven he was in no danger. It was great!

Hahaha~
Should I be worried that I think Pearl is kinda hot?

Not at all. ;D

not at all. she kind of is

Hey! Kids! We're eatin' dinner tonight! C'mon Tiffany, Heather, Cody, Dylan, Dermot, Jordan, Taylor, Brittany, Wesley, Rumor Scout, Cassidy, Zoe, Chloe, Max, Hunter, Kendall, Caitlin, Noah, Sascha, Morgan, Kira, Ian, Lauren, Q-Bert, Bill!

You forgot about, Schuyler, Odie, Mabel, Dot, Penny, Richard, Jake, Bobby, Annie-May, Loretta, Leanna, Shelly, Robert, Patty-Ann, and Susan.

I hope they carrying their babies by having them cling tenaciously to their backhair/fur.

Dear god, what have I done to the English language.

I like Gwendolena Jo.

now I want to draw the entire Maynonaisse family tree XD

do it :D it would be great

I still maintain that Pox and Magnolia are related

so there

I like this idea

Roadkill Cannibals? O_O

Ha! Ha! I'd like to see you do a comic about people in the Ghetto, too, and how about the Barrio people as well. Maybe the crew could go to one of those European "No-Go" zones, plenty of joke material there.

I could't do that, that would be controversial! Hillbillies are an acceptable comedy target.

coward! hypocrite! chicken!

Haha actually, you have a really good point. Now that I think about it, I think I was kind of glib before... Now this makes me rethink where this storyline is going.

<3 Don't get me wrong, I don't mind when people make fun of Rednecks. God knows they are easy to laugh at. But it's also ok to laugh at pants-sagging gangsters, flaming homos, bleach-blonde airheads, avaricious jews, WHATEVER. The things that make us different are FUNNY sometimes, it is OK to laugh at the things that make us different. That doesn't make me a racist, or a jew-basher, or a homophobe. It means I have a sense of humor. It's better to laugh at those things, than to hate them. You can't really hate something that makes you laugh, right? Political Corectness is an insidious disease, IMO. This culture has become far, far too worried about "offending" people. It is not a crime to be offensive. That's called freedom of speech. I am free to call someone a wimpy, pinko, socialist mama's boy, and laugh at their desire to be controlled and to control others. You can call me a jack-booted, poor-hating, heartless, libertarian scum. Then we can laugh about it. Isn't that GREAT?! God Bless America.

Hahah sorry for going off, thanks for engaging me. Looking forward to seeing where you take this.

Naw, it's cool! I'm glad you pointed this out, because you're right. It's really kind of ridiculous how we have certain classes of people it's okay to lampoon. Like the man says, it should either all be fair game or nothing.

Why not take it one step further, and say it's ridiculous to separate people by classes AT ALL. Judge people for their individual quality and character, and let them prove themselves to you. Stop hyphenating people (Pacific Asian-American, Caucasian-American, etc). That thinking separates us. We all have humanity in common. After that, it's anyones guess.