Clown related deaths and injuries occur most frequently on birthdays. Of course, this is primarily due to the increased likelihood of encountering a clown on one’s birthday. While this likelihood progressively drops after the age 5, the scary truth is that you run a much higher risk of clown contact on your birthday than any other day of the year no matter what age you are. That means that your happy day could end in trauma, dismemberment, disfigurement or yes, even death. So if you happen to be celebrating your birthday today like I am, by all means have fun, but keep an eye out for clowns.
So I told my mom that for today’s comic, I was making myself a birthday card. She got this odd expression on her face that I misread as sympathy and felt like a big fat loser, but it turned out to be the proverbial lightbulb going on above her head. She thought of a card to make for me and decided to give it a whirl. The saying she wrote had to do with getting some things mixed up (we both confuse our right and left sides) but being certain that I was an awesome daughter. (I know what you’re thinking and it rhymes with paw and I’m virtually blushing and stuff.) Anyway, this week, I’m not featuring a badass dark artist or film or musician. This week you get my mom in MS Paint because it’s my birthday and I’m taking it easy. 🙂
I find that little pink shoe so adorable it’s ridiculous. My mom thinks she ‘can’t draw’ and shies away from even doodling which makes this little card extra special. 🙂
Today’s comic will definitely be added to the GingerDead goth and alternative greeting card collection by Friday. As always, your haiku are most welcome. If you want to do something super cool for my birthday, mail me a couple cases of astronaut icecream (yum!!). If that’s a bit much, you can always stumble, digg or just pass my url to a friend. Spreading my little comic across the world faster than a pandemic is really all a girl could wish for.