Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Heathcliff's bookie had his eyes popped from their sockets via some off-panel show of force. Heathcliff's reaction isn't to the bookie sprinting away from the dentist's office with his eyes in his hands, but that his dentist thinks that the bookie's eyes are teeth. Heathcliff is in for a long day of public torture.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Heathcliff bet Spike that he could do one better than those strippers in Tijuana. Ping pong ball trick? So 2000-and-late.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Heathcliff fucks everything that moves.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

The force of Heathcliff's snoring is such that it alters the physics of golf balls.

Monday, June 8, 2009

It turns out that the conservatives are right: The recent surge of gay marriage legislation has hurtled at least one boy down the slippery slope that leads from bestiality being a one time only Google search to an unfortunate, horrifying obsession. "Wrong pipe" indeed, Iggy Nutmeg.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

While a good idea in theory, Heathcliff's sardine hatchery did not go over well with Mrs. Nutmeg.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Twitter: It doesn't work like that.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Heathcliff's girlfriend's owner was just telling his mannequin that he likes Heathcliff's meat.