Levi has this thing about mazes. As do I, but I have the opposite thing in that I like to run through them, but Levi MAKES THEM. By hand! I can barely map out a dungeon on graph paper. […]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
If this is what the insides of a chicken look like, is it any wonder McDonald’s makes those nuggets the way that they do? And now I have a craving for sweet-n-sour dipping sauce.
What an odd comic to post the week on Thanksgiving. Some things actually work almost like they’re planned (but this certainly was not). Oh well. Good times ahead! We’re very nearly the walking dead here in our house.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yeah, I know. It’s Wednesday (most places at least). This would be the day for a new Strobe! normally. But… Well… Thing is, there was once a Strobe!/Baujahr! crossover. And it went very smoothly… somewhere else. Because those strips were[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
On Google+? We’ve set up a new Google+ page for Don’t Ask Comics. Like this web site, it’s completely a work in progress. Well, actually, it’s barely work, and there’s been no progress. So… Add us anyways!
Or, er..! Oh my galloping gadflies! Baujahr is… NAKED!!! We’re sixteen strips in and I’m just figuring this out. Must be the hat that threw me off. I can’t tell if the viking is actually making that “clomping”[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Or is it “don’t disturb another man’s derby?” “Don’t fudge with his fedora?” There’s one for a fez, but I don’t think I can say it in such mixed company… On that note, Happy Halloween, everyone!
You may or may not know of our special guests in today’s strip. If you do, good! This is likely a pay-off for you, as they are, I believe, the biggest request Levi gets from people. If you don’t… Well,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Is it just me, or does that trampoline look like it’s going to eat Jeff in the first panel? Also, give it up for the return of Pickles! Poor, sad Pickles…
Today’s title is dedicated to the Legendary Chris Yambar. Or his legen-derrière, rather. LawnCon was this past weekend. If you didn’t make it, well… neither did I. If you did, I hold you in utter contempt, while also hoping[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
