Fun fact: if you would make a good mother, you must become one. Not interested? Doesn’t matter!
Seriously though, I’ve never quite understood this reaction when a woman says she’s not planning to have children. Why does it matter if you think someone would make a “good” mother, whatever that means? I’m good at all sorts of things that I don’t intend to devote my life to… and no one suggests that I should.
Maybe Snow White hated taking care of those ungrateful little men and decided that parenting wasn’t for her. Maybe she’s still trying to decide if she should really spend her life with some rando prince that kissed her while she was sleeping. Maybe she’s just really focused on overcoming her (justified) fear of apples. Let her live, man.
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.
We really need to stop letting Clockie go to the movies.
You can go ask Alice, but I’m pretty sure that Clockie thinks she knows best when it comes to whether or not to take those birth control pills.
She’ll also celebrate if you’re late, unlike that nervous rabbit.
