I’ll admit… I really just wanted an excuse to draw the Grinch’s dog, Max. He’s the best.
Seriously, though… you know Clockie would be pressuring Mr. Grinch to sign up for the hottest Who dating apps. Can you just imagine his profile? Also, I spent way too much time trying to come up with clever names for these dating apps & failed. Suggestions welcome.
Happy Christmas Eve!
Clockie doesn’t care if you even celebrate Christmas. She’ll try to haunt you either way. She’d probably be more effective if she brought her own costume though.
My apologies to the ghost of Charles Dickens… and to people who actually know how to draw a ghost. I fear that this comic is an offense to both.
I hope that the four birds in the song were cooler than these dudes. Seriously though, has catcalling ever worked? Is this someone’s meet cute story? I need to know.
Also, I’m not sure why this is my contribution to the twelve days of Christmas, but I’m not sure it’s any worse than the original. I have no desire to take care of that much poultry, not to mention the drummers, maids, and pipers. I’ll take the rings though.
I know some folks will be missing the usual holiday gatherings this year… but I also know that some people won’t really be “missing” them at all.
Those nosy relatives who you see once a year are going to have to find another way to ask why you’re still single & when you’re planning to have kids (or another kid). Maybe you should send a mass email or start a newsletter? Create a Twitter account solely for dating recaps or ovulation updates? Innovation awaits.
It’s time for everyone’s least favorite holiday tradition! That’s right – Clockie carols are back, baby! Today, we learn what “Grandma” was really thinking about when she got hit by that reindeer.
Also, Clockie is finally following her destiny as an influencer and set up her own Instagram account. For all things comic, you can follow along at @ticktickwomb.
