muncie
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amateur hour, hand drawn comics and illustrations https://linktr.ee/muncie
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thanks for listening!!
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Okay I think there’s something to flush out here
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The Adventures of Beer & Cigarette (1/3)
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Should I start a stoner/doom metal project called Deeer
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thank you for reading! It’s true, beers for everyone
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Thank you so much! As always, thank you for reading
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aw thank you! Thanks for reading
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thank you!! thanks for reading
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The Adventures of Beer & Cigarette (3/3)

Thanks for reading!
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The Adventures of Beer & Cigarette (2/3)
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The Adventures of Beer & Cigarette (1/3)
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Caught a whiting (menticirrhus americanus)
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i'd like to revisit this one again
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i'd like to revisit this one again
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if you drink don't drive, do the cantaloupin' crawl
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the orange is v festive
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sometimes we go crabbin

Put a lot of effort in to tell a very dumb joke, sorry everyone

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A weathered looking man puts on his coat and mutters, “well I best be going.” 
In the next panel a young woman holding a tea pot asks, “already? I just made tea.” 
The man turns away from her, “it don’t set well with me,” he replies in a thick Tangier island, Virginia accent, “not when the pots need peckin’”
In the third panel, looking over the shoulder of the young woman, our hero continues to not make eye contact. He stands before an open door going into darkness. 
“Crabbins me loife.” he says, the air is thick and tense.

This all very poorly drawn. Thanks everyone. “Can you not talk like that? It’s really distracting.” The woman says, breaking character. 
Our hero sighs with exasperation, “always the critic, Muncie.” he groans. “You’ve stopped this script read 3 times already.” 
In the 3rd, last panel, the tension has boiled over. The pair are now in a full blown meltdown. The 
“You just sound like a pirate!” she replies. The hero is incensed. “Tangier is a disappearing dialect and culture!” He screams. “Can you not see the potential here for legacy television??” 
“Crabbins me loife?” The woman repeats back to him, questioning the value of such a narrative. 

note: tangier island, Virginia is a small island in the Chesapeake bay. the community has largely subsisted off of crabbing, oysters and fishing for generations. Because of their separation from the rest of the east coast, they have kept a dialect that is reminiscent of the early English accent. Other islands such as Ocracoke in North Carolina have their own dialect similar to tangier, with it being aptly named the “hoi toider” accent. “Yarr sometimes we go Crabbin” the lady says in a mocking tone, making a twisted face. 
“Enough!” The crab man shrieks. “I will not have my cinematic vision be reduced to childish pirate banter!” 

Cut to Muncie and Kalamazoo standing in silence, holding crumpled scripts. 

“What if it was about 2 crabs?” Muncie says before Kalamazoo screams, “OH MY GOD.” 

Once again, this was poorly drawn and a lot of work for a very, very dumb joke. Thanks everyone.
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This was one of my favorite Calvin and Hobbes bits! Def inspired by it
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sometimes we go crabbin

Put a lot of effort in to tell a very dumb joke, sorry everyone

alt text offers context
A weathered looking man puts on his coat and mutters, “well I best be going.” 
In the next panel a young woman holding a tea pot asks, “already? I just made tea.” 
The man turns away from her, “it don’t set well with me,” he replies in a thick Tangier island, Virginia accent, “not when the pots need peckin’”
In the third panel, looking over the shoulder of the young woman, our hero continues to not make eye contact. He stands before an open door going into darkness. 
“Crabbins me loife.” he says, the air is thick and tense.

This all very poorly drawn. Thanks everyone. “Can you not talk like that? It’s really distracting.” The woman says, breaking character. 
Our hero sighs with exasperation, “always the critic, Muncie.” he groans. “You’ve stopped this script read 3 times already.” 
In the 3rd, last panel, the tension has boiled over. The pair are now in a full blown meltdown. The 
“You just sound like a pirate!” she replies. The hero is incensed. “Tangier is a disappearing dialect and culture!” He screams. “Can you not see the potential here for legacy television??” 
“Crabbins me loife?” The woman repeats back to him, questioning the value of such a narrative. 

note: tangier island, Virginia is a small island in the Chesapeake bay. the community has largely subsisted off of crabbing, oysters and fishing for generations. Because of their separation from the rest of the east coast, they have kept a dialect that is reminiscent of the early English accent. Other islands such as Ocracoke in North Carolina have their own dialect similar to tangier, with it being aptly named the “hoi toider” accent. “Yarr sometimes we go Crabbin” the lady says in a mocking tone, making a twisted face. 
“Enough!” The crab man shrieks. “I will not have my cinematic vision be reduced to childish pirate banter!” 

Cut to Muncie and Kalamazoo standing in silence, holding crumpled scripts. 

“What if it was about 2 crabs?” Muncie says before Kalamazoo screams, “OH MY GOD.” 

Once again, this was poorly drawn and a lot of work for a very, very dumb joke. Thanks everyone.