My name is A.J. I'm 18 and live in Memphis, TN. Most of my comics are about my friends, though a few are video game/movie spoofs. Thank you for viewing my comics. I would appreciate any feedback you would be kind enough to provide.
President Evil/A.J. confronts Kevin in front of the viewing audience.
A.J.: Dude, what was up with that last comic?
Kevin: What? What was wrong with it?
A.J.: I appreciate that you wanted to make your own comic, but you could have made your own account. I go to eat Chinese food and I come back here to find you brainwashing my audience?
Kevin: I didn't think that you'd mind. Besides, I thought that it was quite humorous. I'm sorry that I'm not as funny as you or Steve. Blah, blah, blah...
Driving home drunk at 3:00 A.M., Wally gets into a car accident, destroying A.J.'s car.
Ok, sir. Have you been drinking any tonight?
Wally: I hate her. I hate her...
Ok. You do have insurance, right?
Wally: You know the pyramids? The aliens came down and they built them. I took Jeff, and they took him, and rose him in the air. They knew he'd be special.
Always the charmer.
Ok, sir. I'm going to let you off with a warning.
Wally: I love you, man. You're smart. You're a genius, man. You know, most people are here, but you are here.
You do realize no one will get that last one because they don't know Wally, the sole inspiration for that comic.
Yes, I know but my friends will find it funny, and I thought it was funny.
Why did you waste all that time to appease no one but your friends, but not anyone who wanders upon this fab site?
Well, I just, gonna, and, well....uh...
Don't you understand? Comics are meant to be funny for everyone, while everyone may not find it funny. I assure you, for a fact my comic will get more laughs than yours.
Well, fuck. I wonder if Buffy's around here somewhere?
A.J.: Once again, allow me to set the record straight. I was not responsible for the last comic. That was Kevin's revenge for the last one I made about him.
A.J.: However, all precautions have been made to where you will no longer have to worry about him invading my fine gallery.
So what you're saying is that because A.J. caused my death, I can go back and cause vengeance on him any way that I choose?
Yeah, I guess so. It's seems like the right thing to do. I mean for my sake, who gets annhialated by an armed marsupial?
That day.. back on earth.
Oh, life seems so empty and pointless now since I've accidentally trained that kangaroo to assassinate all of my friends and colleagues.
Due to circumstances beyond our control, the WB would like to apologize to all the loyal fans of Angel, but tonight will be it's very last show; and it ends on a cliffhanger. Sorry.
Oh, my God! ... What else could happen! ..................... Oh my fifteen incher!
A.J.: Ladies and gentlemen, let me once again apologize. The last comic was done by that rat bastard Kevin. By some grace of god, he got into my account again.
A.J.: I swear, if he makes another comic on my account again, it's his ass.
A.J.: By the way, you're so fired.
I don't need this job, anyway! I have a PHD for god's sake!