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Yes, it’s that time again, everybody: time to reveal what kinds of sickos and perverts are out there plugging their filthy and baffling search terms into Google and other, lesser, search engines. The latest crop included: “past mother’s day foxtrot comics -dance -suicide -waltz” (because you sure don’t want any alarming dance-related results), “can god bring you back from the dead to have super powers” (he only did it once, I’m sorry to say), “funny things to put on a gravestone,” “when bc was funny” (I suppose there must have been a time), “hilarious comics about adultery” (is there any other kind?), “angry fat kid rapping” (Brent really seems more befuddled than angry to me), “hair styles of the rich and filthy rich,” and “how to tell if you have high cheekbones” (“Step 1: Get a mirror”). Also, someone sent me a secret message via the search engines: “how are you today josh? read any good comics?” Very well, thanks, but no, I haven’t today.

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So here I am, a week from my last post, desperately trying to stave off a comment-based insurrection. Not by actually putting up a new comic or anything, but still. J-to-the-osh is behind, is casting aside the old comics as he takes the recycling out, and will be back with new stuff tomorrow. Typical excuses: busy with the cursed work and social life that molds my trenchant wit and yet keeps me from my muse. Curses! Meanwhile, I hope the new comment of the week is some small consolation to you all.

Oh yeah, and one other thing: in order to stave off comment spam, my ISP has put some kind of tougher server-side controls in. That means that some comments, for reasons I’m not quite clear on, are going into a comment queue that I have to moderate. If this happens to your comment, do not panic: I will do what I have to do to get it on the site in short order. In particular, do not attempt to post the same comment, like, a kajillion times.

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The fact that the writer for Sally Forth is a regular reader of this blog is all well and good, but here’s a really exciting fact: I just received a picture for my merchandise ad featuring Fence Post Frank himself!

What’s that on the tip of the shovel, Frank? Dirt — or Buck’s blood?

Anyway, y’all should keep them pictures comin’! And, of course, you should continue purchasing Comics Curmudgeon crap.