Dynamite!

This year's Tongue Fest was at least fifty times better than the last one.

Yet again...

...Donald had used way, way, way, too much toliet paper.

Unexpectedly...

Jonathan had tripped over Doug. Doug was an angry, angry, little man.

Hotcha!

The brim was in. No doubt about it.

Today was the day.

Jake had made up his mind. He was gonna start runnin' first thing tomorrow morning.

Don't freak out...

...but you ought to know that the 100th post to the Hickee Hub appears before you. Go now and celebrate freely in the streets!

Chester...

had unfortunately been born with the most sinister ears.

No one could see his hands.

The coat had been worth every penny spent at the "New2U" thrift store.

MOCCA!!!!! 2006!!!!

The NEW Hickee! Hot off the presses! Own it! Get over to the Alternative Comics table and introduce yourself to Scott Campbell and Joe White!

I'm thinking hiliarity will soon follow!

The outside world...

...confused the shit out of Derrik.

Knock it off Thomas.

You're not scaring anyone.

Curses.

Yet again, the Woodmen of Dimentia 14 had located Waylan and Mr. Giffs. This had to be the end.

cherries.

Tiger Shark.

Freak out.

Anticipation.

It just wasn't Davidson's thing.