You guys… Clockie made me do it. I was thinking about everyone watching the traditional New Year’s festivities from home this year (you better be at home, people!), and this is all I could think about.
Seriously though, I have no idea why this joke popped into my head or why I had to draw it for you, I guess we’re working blue to end 2020. This may be the first joke about balls I’ve posted here. But will it be the last? Only time will tell. (See what I did there?)
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.
