Hello dear readers, I would like to tell you a story.
Yesterday Tycho and I were in the process of writing today’s comic when something very interesting happened. Now you should know by now that our names are not Gabe and Tycho. My name is Mike and Tycho’s is Jerry. The characters in the comic strip have always been loosely based on us but I know perfectly well that Jerry does not look at animal porn and he knows I don’t fantasize about spiderman. When we’re writing the comic strip we talk about things Tycho and Gabe might do, or things that might happen to them. They are separate from us. At least I thought they were.
During the strip writing process Jerry suggested off handedly that perhaps “there should be more dialogue between the guy and Mike in panel 2.” Not the guy and Gabe, the guy and Mike. I shot him a surprised look and he gave me a nervous laugh. Obviously we had both heard what he had said. I can not recall a time when he has ever accidentally used my name instead of Gabe’s. How interesting that the first time he does this is in a strip which depicts Gabe as a fucking moron.
The take away here, is that he is a horrible person and not my best best best friend. He may not come to my birthday party or partake in its many clowns and bouncy castle. He is a foul puppet whose strings are pulled by an scheming devil.