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| The Taco Salsa Party | [[A giant bowl of salsa sits at the base of the frame, a high dive next to it. There are tacos in all sorts of disarray and ranges of pleasure. The happiest taco is flying through the air, the next happiest being the one about to jump. The rest of the tacos have realized that this is a bad idea, suffocating,... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/birth-of-gibberish.html |
| Earthworm Farm | [[A bunch of free range earthworms hanging out in their fenced off area. One of them is munching some grass. Others stand around, looking a kind of clueless that only worms can have.]] / {{Gibberish, worms, worm, chris smith, free range}} http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/earthworm-farm.html |
| Finding a Prince | [[A forlorn girl kneels at the edge of pond, gazing into the eyes of a frog that she holds in her hands. There are spots of color, a baby-blue sky, a dusted pink shirt and eye shadow, and the pale green of the frog itself.]]
/ Text: They say that good things come to those who wait, that there will always... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/finding-prince.html |
| Moose and Bear: The Power of Love | [[A moose hovers over a tiny bear cub looking all cute and cuddly with its paws extended in a loving way towards our moose hero. Though the moose is rather apprehensive, and rightly so, about the love.]]
/ Text: Moose knew it was a bad idea. Bears and bad ideas went together like fresh aspen buds and... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/moose-and-bear-power-of-love.html |
| Underground Filmmaking... | [[A bunny sits at the top of the topsoil, staring off into space while hiding in the grass. Below him, cut through Earth's crust, we can see rocks, an earthworm in his natural habitat and watching television, and other such ground-like things: i.e. old, archaic stuff like bones and VHS. Beneath the crust... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/underground-filmmaking.html |
| The Way to a Woman's Heart | [[A female stands at a stone balcony, leaning out over the edge in her flowing dress, complete with large bow. Below her and to the right, a guy proffers up a blooming flower, a floppy hat with a feather on his head.]]
/ Caption: The way to a woman's heart is not through her cat. It is not through her... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/way-to-womans-heart.html |
| Winston v. Zombie | [[A guy, Winston, stands behind a podium on the left side of the panel, looking very annoyed and pissed, his teeth biting into his upper lip. On the other side of the panel stands a Zombie, behind his own podium, dressed in a nice suit that covers most of his rotting flesh.]]
/ Text: Winston had figured... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/winston-v-zombie.html |
| Zombie Tramp | [[A disheveled zombie stands in normal hobo garb: tattered coat, pants, hat. Of course he looks even worse, being a zombie and all: visible skull, missing fingers, no lips. He holds a cardboard sign that reads, "Will Shuffle, Moan, Drool 4 Brains."]] / {{Gibberish, Chris Smith, zombie, hobo, zombie... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/zombie-tramp.html |
| Action Hero | [[A plane falls from the sky in the background, smoke and monsters billowing around it. Winged beasties plague the skies, coming after our grim hero, who falls through the air hardcore style--which means he has his gun pulled and fires a flying pig towards his enemy. Wait, what?]
/ Text: And the worst... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/action-hero.html |
| A Dragon's Day | [[A wonky castle hangs in the corner of the comic, a valiant knight out front. Hovering beside the castle, wringing its hands in anxiety, a dragon stares through a tower window. There are also trees, clouds, and the sun... woooo.]]
/ Text: You always have to weigh out the consequences of kidnapping a... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/dragons-day.html |
| Freedom Bot | [[A robot runs in the bottom right corner, thrusting his arms upward in mighty glee. His eyes glow yellow, as his triumph is nigh.]]
/ Text: It doesn't happen very often...
/ Almost never in fact...
/ but, man...
/ being programed for freedom
/ is friggin' sweet. / {{gibberish, chris smith, funny, indie,... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/freedom-bot.html |
| Haunting | [[A blood red hallway, with dark mahogany doors along the walls. In the center, floats a ghost, bored or sad or maybe just contemplating the complexities of Britney Spear's career.]]
/ Text: Floating around hallways, through doors, windows, safety deposit boxes, and showers; dripping ectoplasm on everything;... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/haunting.html |
| I Need a Hero | [[A mighty ogre thing leaps over a table, bloody club in his fist, darkness in his eyes, charging after his prey, which is a tiny little rat, almost cute. In the background a damsel stands, wide-eyed, hands covering her mouth.]]
/ Text: Millicent was glad she was about to get rescued. She just didn't... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-need-hero-special-guest-scott-aleric.html |
| Sad Truth | [[A teeny tiny little demon stands at the bottom right corner of the panel, arms thrown over his head, all akimbo, little devil tail curling, mouth all open and roaring: a fearsome miniature beastie.]]
/ Text: Sometimes,
/ It's the smallest things in life
/ that scare the shit out of you. / {{gibberish,... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/sad-truth.html |
| Scary Places | [[A creepy house sits on the top of a hill in the dead of night. Leafless trees loom. A scared guy goes running down the sidewalk, hopefully to somewhere a bit safer, more pleasant.]]
/ Text: Scary Places:
/ Where the bad kids go
/ to have sex
/ get high...
/ ...then die. / {{gibberish, chris smith, scary... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/scary-places.html |
| Those Crafty Lines | [[A stickfigure esque, drawn in the Chris Smith fashion stands, looking annoyed and is saying something--most likely obscene. An Astrix is over its head.]]
/ Text: *Not Actual Cartoon Character.
/ Just lines and circles portraying one. / {{gibberish, chris smith, meta-comic, comix, comic, character, ... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/those-crafty-lines.html |
| Too Much | [[A guy "stands" on the edge of the a cliff, overlooking the sky-colored ocean and ocean-colored sky. He has no legs and uses his hands like feet. He leans out over the edge looking down as if contemplating his final tumble, his hair a spiky mess.]]
/ Text: Terrence could deal with not having any legs.
/ Sure,... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-much.html |
| Walking the Walk | [[In the bottom right corner, strolling fancier than if the Rose Bowl Parade and a trillion dollar dining facility had a baby, a goofus of a guy heads our way. Behind him is a square house billowing smoke, and flowers line his path.]]
/ Text: If you start the day with a fancy walk...
/ fuck, man...
/ f... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/walking-walk.html |
| Dragon's Fingers | [[In the cool shade of a bamboo forest, a semi-retarded looking ninja with oversized eyes faces off against an ancient dragon that has the tiniest little arms any dragon has ever had--though its fingers are extremely long.]]
/ Text: The mighty dragon, Xian Jang, hated fighting.
/ Not just because of ninjas.
/ But... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/dragons-fingers.html |
| Fat Chicks Need... | [[A lanky robot with crazy arms and a beard is reaching over an overweight woman in a flower printed mu mu.]]
/ Text: Fat Chicks Need Scaring, Too. / {{robot, mu mu, fat, robots, gibberish, chris smith, indie, bot, bots, fat chicks need loving too, spoof}} http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/fat-chicks-need.html |
| Stop and Say Hi | [[A featureless guy stands in the bottom right side of the panel, his arms stretching to the sky, as he waits... for something.]]
/ Text: Every now and again, it's a good idea to stop,
/ to clear your throat and, loudly,
/ say to God, "Here I am."
/ "I just wanted to say hi." / {{Gibberish, God, Chris Smith,... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/stop-and-say-hi.html |
| Tuff Being a Ninja | [[A disgruntled ninja pops up from the bottom right, looking all crazy pissed off and ready to cut a bitch.]]
/ Text: Ever since films like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and House of Flying Daggers, and Hero, And any other film where ninjas flip and fly around like some silent Cirque de Soliel performer... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/tuff-being-ninja.html |
| Voices | [[A "hip" dude in a stupid hate stands, contemplating life, the things that go bump in the middle of the afternoon, and possibly dinosaurs. Nearby, a cat, with a ridiculously long tail, licks itself.]]
/ Text:Every now and again, Jimmy would've bet cold hard cash that he could hear the voices of the dead.
/ Inevitably... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/voices.html |
| We've Got a Problem Here | [[A freakish looking guy with an equally freakish finger, screams as he points to the robot beside him. The robot is almost a badass, but its gimp arm and nonsensical body and leg tred make it stupid.]]
/ FREAKISH GUY: I think this one is retarded.
/ Text: Though,
/ more likely,
/ the artist is. / {{gibberish,... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/weve-got-problem-here.html |
| Work With What You're Born With | [[A weird looking guy, wearing a t-shirt with nothing but "FAT" written upon it, stands at the corner of the panel, one fist pumping in triumph, his other hand pointing for all its worth with a hugeantic pointer finger. His eyes are buggin and his mouth is puckered into the long OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sound.]]
/ Guy:... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/work-with-what-your-born-with.html |
| Believe Me | [[A long haired beauty stands in the center of the panel, wearing a bear suit, and holding the mask/bear head in her arm. She stares off panel as if she knows the secrets of the universe but you are too unimportant to talk with about such things. In the background, there is a small cave and a bear standing... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/believe-me.html |
| False Advertisement | [[A scrawny guy puzzles over a tag that dangles around his neck. It is a bright red tag and reads, "Sale."]]
/ Text: Thomas didn't know how it had gotten there.
/ And, honestly, he didn't care.
/ It didn't bother him that someone decided to quantify his worth.
/ It didn't bother him that he cost a mere $624.09.
/ What... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/false-advertisements.html |
| Not Going Alone | [[A guy glares from the bottom right of the panel, looking to the side as if he is plotting the world's destruction. Behind him, in a kitchen of increasingly blurry proportions, stands a woman, cooking something on the stove.]]
/ Text: If I were a turkey...
/ I'd down a bottle of cyanide before they chopped... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-going-alone.html |
| Recession Fast Food | [[A deranged fellow stands with an exotic grin on his face. In one fist he holds a fluffy, fluffy bunny, and in the other fist he holds a Happy Meal looking box, complete with yellow smile.]]
/ Text: Best part about the recession?
/ McRabbit meals. / {{gibberish, chris smith, odd, bizarre, indie, mcdonalds,... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/recession-fast-food.html |
| Scary Jungle | [[A panda stands, looking all majestic and like he's pondering the very meaning of life. He scratches his stomach.]]
/ Text: One time, I decided to eat a human.
/ Just a little one.
/ It's mother wasn't too happy about it.
/ I can't blame her.
/ But did they have to scream so much?
/ The jungle is scary enough... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/scary-jungle.html |
| VaporWHATo? | [[An overworked and under-appreciated vaporetto driver looks to the "camera", holding an oar and standing in his craft.]]
/ Text: If he didn't love his job,
/ he would've given it up years ago.
/ But every time he even thought about quitting, the sloshing canals, that moldy stench, and the drunk tourists... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/vaporwhato.html |
| Ocean of Love | [[Deep in the ocean, the ocean of love if the title is to be believed, a tiny sea turtle, baby you might say, stares into the eyes of some alien gray thing, looking like some offspring of a seahorse and a dolphin with some E.T. thrown in for good measure. There are bubbles and colors.]]
/ Text: There... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/ocean-of-love.html |
| Happy New Year? | [[In the bottom right corner, looking his usual menacing self, all teeth and empty sockets and black cloak, Death looms--as always.]]
/ Text: The kisses are done.
/ The champagne sipped away.
/ The resolutions made
/ and broken.
/ Happy New Year.
/ {{gibberish, new year, comic, comics, webcomic, death, new... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html |
| Just For Me | [[Broken and all crookedy, a cardinal lies dead on some grass.]]
/ Text: I always tell the story with a chuckle, detailing how I had to stuff it through the grill, then pull out the battery to remove the rest; how, every once and again, a feather blew out from the air conditioner, for weeks after; how... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-for-me.html |
| The Warm Gelatin | [[A Zombie sitting at the table looks like he's just dug the prize out of every cereal box at the grocery store, holding up his spoon in triumph. In front of him, sitting on a plate, is a brain, which has a nice blood trail to an extremely round-headed victim that lolls on the table.]]
/ Text: BRAINS!
/ -... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/warm-gelatin_21.html |
| Milicent is Thrown a Bone | [[An old school executioner stands, giant axe in hand, black hood covering his face. His chest is bare, and he's wearing dumb pants and an even dumber cummerbund. Below him, as he towers over it, a weird orange kangaroo-rat hybrid thing is sitting, starting up at him.]]
/ Text: For the most part, Milicent... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/milicent-is-thrown-bone_26.html |
| Terrible Truth | [[A pissed off and bizarre looking Tyrannosaurus Rex, T-Rex, stands on the left side of the panel, waving his arms and roaring, mouth full of crooked teeth, like there is no tomorrow.]]
/ Text: Some people wonder at the pure fury of a Tyrannosaurus rex.
/ They don't understand why a single creature can... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/terrible-truth_08.html |
| Penguin's Wish | [[A penguin stands on the right side of the panel, staring into space, the blank expression of someone so depressed and dazed that they've ceased to acknowledge their surroundings. This penguin is scarred, man, scarred. Behind him is a quick attempt at a polar landscape.]]
/ Text: The best part about... http://www.click-trackheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/penguins-wish_10.html |