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by Mocha_Monk
10-24-04
Man, this is some heavy shit.
What are you talking about? The question was simple: Do we do the strip about sex, or no?
Yeah, but you suggested we do a strip about us debating whether or not we should do the strip. That's some layered shit.
You're thinking about this too hard.
I mean. . .what if we decide in the strip NOT to do a strip. Could the space-time continuim handle such a paradox?
Maybe if you weren't thinking shit like that, you'd be laid by now.

 

by Mocha_Monk
11-28-04
What's up guys?
Oh, you know, the usual. B and I get way too drunk, cause mayhem, and spew witticisms that rely on reoccuring humor, such as the "behind me" joke, and "like jesus".
We also rally around the constant theme of our failed love lives, as Mike enjoys a tortured TA/student relationship with his ex. I'm not judging though, I've got my own female demons.
Most notably so in the case of the party we went to, where B met up with his "might be gay but is getting married" ex girlfriend, which screwed with him, despite his being in love with Chloe.
Also, you're gay.
Like Jesus.

 

by Mocha_Monk
11-28-04
B, wait. It's weird that you're here, I really wanted to talk to you.
Why, do you have some explanation as to why you left me incapable of a true relationship for years?
Actually, I do. I'm sorry. It's just, you were so great to me, and we were so young. I was afraid we would end up together and I'd never experience anything new again.
Wow. It's scary, but that kind of makes sense. Guess that means I'm either drunk or crazy.
Heh, probably a little of both. It's too bad I met Chad before I saw you again. I do love him, but part of me will always wonder if we could have gotten back together.
Speaking of which, he just smiled and waved. Guess he doesn't know I know what you look like naked, sweaty and gasping for breath. I hope things work for you, but it's time for me to go.

 

by Mocha_Monk
11-28-04
Dude, we're leaving early. I was either about to offend some chick or bringing company for the walk home. What's up?
I. . .I think I had a moment of brilliance. Kelly was coming on to me, and I pretty much shot her down.
So we're leaving the party because you finally won one? What kind of ill shit did you realize and how does this involve me?
I'm still in love with Chloe, and I need to do something about it. And you're going to help. Besides, you're shit faced, that chick was foul.
Now is not the time to question my judgement. the question is why when you have a revelation I miss out on pussy.
There will be plenty of girls in England. Look at it this way: the plane ticket will be cheaper than drinking her out of my mind, which means more money to buy you beer. Now sober up and pack.

 

by Mocha_Monk
2-21-05
So this is England? Looks a lot like home.
Is it just me, or did it feel like we were on that damn plane for MONTHS?
Somewhere between that old broad fallin asleep on me and the guy at Louis Armstrong patting my crotch. yeah.
The only crotch patting I got was in the security check. I barely held the "concealed weapon" joke in check.
As long as you're hiding a pea shooter and not a 9mm we're good.
Would we really have had to fly to England if I was packing a nine?

 

by Mocha_Monk
2-21-05
Well this is the weird I was expecting. Where to now Kimo Sabe?
I. . .shit. I don't know.
Well, let's ummm. . . try the West End first. I need to head that way anyway.
Wait. . .how the hell do you have an agenda here?
Don't you worry about that my man. I sense beer in that direction, and it always knows the answer.
I've never argued with that line of thinking before. . .why start now?

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