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My favorite part of this gag is the bottom caption, “Not A Typo.” My buddy, Cliff Harris the King of Wordplay, wrote this gag but as I was adding the balloon lettering I realized it looked exactly like a common typo. So I added the bottom and the joke came together for me in a new way. It’s mild, but I like it.
One huge error in this is that the twins only have two arms showing and actual conjoined twins would each have a pair of arms (that’s four total arms, for the mathematically challenged). But that would have complicated the image and might not have come across the way I wanted so I left them with just two. Sorry guys.
(For an expanded state of consciousness [and a bigger view of this comic] click on the Piñata’s chakra.)
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Modern American parents often worry about more than parents did “back in the day.” Some wonder if this popular birthday party game is teaching our kids that if you beat an animal to death with a stick, you will be rewarded with candy. On the contrary, I believe this game is a valuable tool for rooting out potential sociopaths. If your child takes that lesson from a piñata game and begins beating live animals in search of candy, you likely have a future serial killer on your hands. Or at least a slaughterhouse worker.
For normal children, this game teaches nothing more than not to stand too closely to a blindfolded person swinging a club. A valuable lesson, indeed.
Just for grins, here is a previous piñata cartoon I did a few years back.
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I’m a big fan of Bigfoot cartoons. I am not a believer, as you may have guessed, but I have a friend who is an ardent member of the congregation. Whatever fills your taco shell, right?
The idea for this cartoon came from my good buddy, part-time amateur counselor, and The King of Wordplay, Cliff Harris. Few people love to parse the English language more than this dude. Cliff missed his calling (and didn’t have voicemail) so he became a pediatrician, thinking that was a foot doctor. (This confusion led to his interest in language.) After a few decades of treating sick children (with special attention to their feet) he retired and is now writing clever books for kids (which incorporate some very clever language stuff) though he is yet to be published in that arena. I’ve read them and they’re boffo! I predict big things for you, Cliff! Best of luck and get back to your keyboard!