Will’s high school circle of friends developed such an insular argot that Will has trouble differentiating between clique and common vernacular. Through painstaking research I’ve learned that what he calls a “Skip Diddly” is no more than your common heel click. For a while there, I assumed Skip was some beloved game show host. And like that, poof, this strip was born.
Despite an influx of new readers over the past week, it seems people are scared to compete with the humor/sass of the scant few who comment. I promise, if you use a fake name, you can be as unfunny or critical as you like, and we can’t hunt you down. So hit us with your best shot.
Just realized: this isn’t the first time we’ve milked monkey butt for humor. What sort of one trick pony are we riding here?