"a fish, a barrel, and a smoking gun"
for 19 June 1998. Updated every WEEKDAY.
Crash Course

Before he lost consciousness, we forced Terry to draw the sequence below, illustrating his speed-learning course of study this week in the laws of Newtonian physics. An apt punishment, as we've told him countless times that until we can afford to insure his hands with Lloyd's of London, he'd better watch out for careless motorists and avoid stealing loaves of bread in Afghanistan. Next thing we know, he's getting cut off by a Honda and a doctor's picking gravel out of his fractured fibula. Just to be on the safe side, we're confiscating his passport.


[poor terry.]


[a hero to humorists everywhere.]


[now he's bumping around the house on crutches.   send him get well wishes.]





Come Monday, after a long weekend of rest, recuperation, and fistfuls of Percodan, Terry will be back on schedule, illustrating Suck from his newly wired home office/convalescent ward. Until then, why not read Terry's opening lesson to the Suck School of Comic Art? Declare Terry your personal Lord and savior, in the form of a kind email? Offer to repair Terry's motorcycle and install a driver's-side airbag? While you decide, we'll be counting our blessings, breaking our piggy banks, and getting a bid from Lloyd's. Just as soon as the medication wears off, we promise.

courtesy of the Sucksters