My New Family

Back by popular demand, I present to you a lost comic that I wrote after the first week of being in Italy. Viewer discretion is advised (because SAD). The following is a non-dramatized, true story.

It all started one night during dinner...

roommate, housemate, and myself (counter-clockwise)

blissfully unaware of the events about to take place

thanks, housemate

somebody HELP

being a good sport

seriously?

 

thanks, roommie

ponytails...OR HORNS

-___-

incredibly helpful housemate

giving them what they want

just then...

host mom picks an excellent time to arrive

clearly the only one with compassion

speaking italian, at last

comic relief --> how badly I drew stairs

finally deciding to help

but...

it was too late

Origins

Today I have collected for you the origins of this webcomic. It all started one fine school day when I could no longer pay attention in class. Thus, strange ponytail girl aka me was born. 

These snippets are an insight into the spastic stream of thoughts that make up my brain (see below)

my brain

Do you see where I'm going with this?

Daycare

I work at a daycare and the stories I have are endless. The following true events may or may not have been dramatized for your entertainment.

 

P.S. I <3 kids