When I was a kid, I drew cartoons all the time. I drew cows and alligators and pigs and superheroes. I drew a platypus named Ed. I drew a dead dog named Dead Dog Bob. I drew everything I saw and everything I wanted to see.
Many years passed. By a strange series of coincidences, I found myself working in an office. The more I used a keyboard, the worse my penmanship became. The constant hum of computers made my brain twitch. Thatâ€™s when I stopped drawing cartoons.
Then the chickens came.
Like some sort of haunting supernatural force, the chickens bubbled up from the olâ€™ subconscious mind. In a trance-like state, I drew them on office whiteboards. I drew them in notebooks. I drew them on anything that sat still long enough. People started asking, â€œWhoâ€™s drawing those damn chicken cartoons everywhere?â€
The chickens were unstoppable. To retain my sanity, all I could do was grab a stack of sticky notes, and release the Savage Chickens.
Sometimes its the simple ones which are the most fun.
A single panel, on a post it note.
A single theme – Chickens
Running as a regular strip this is another random, off the wall comic which is well worth your time!