12/15/10 1:20AM

We’re celebrating our tenth comic with six luscious panels. We could have milked this for two separate releases, but for you, our adoring fans, we wouldn’t dare cut such corners. That’s a lie; we’re totally going to use this obvious display of extra work to defend future laziness.

You all probably remember Bill Nye, but Mr. Wizard was doing his part to make educational science lame decades earlier. Our analogs of these pedagogues have shown up here,here , and here. Perhaps, ours don’t have the same lofty credentials, but they’re nearly as informative.

Here at Up to my Nipples headquarters, we’re no strangers to vocal cacophony. Our housemate firmly believes that passion is the key to singing well. Sadly, passion only gets you so far when you’re tone-deaf. We have a running bet that he’s entirely incapable of performing any song with a four note range (or more). If you’d like to indirectly cause us suffering, send song recommendations to prismlink88 ahhht gmail dahhht com. You probably shouldn’t tell him that we sent you.

-Jesse

12/15/10 2:02AM

In case it influences your song selection, our housemate can also sing in Japanese and Tagalog.

-Will

12/15/10 2:02AM

The idea for this strip came to me in a dream. It was one of those really enjoyable dreams that you’re sad to wake up from. I can only remember having one other dream like that, in which I was a Powerpuff Girl. I’ll let you make of that what you will.

Anyway, as is usually the case, once it was over (the non-Powerpuff dream), I immediately ran downstairs to awake Jesse and tell him about it. In a few hours, we had this comic written.

-Will