Yeah, I'm being a little facetious. The biggest question of all, which I didn't ask here, because it's SO personal, is: what the hell am I feeling so guilty about?
I dream that I killed someone 20 years ago, and I keep having to make up stories, ala Tom Ripley, to cover it up. I have no idea who it was, and I lived over a garage...and I never have killed anyone, nor lived over a garage.
How great is this, to find out everybody else is killing people in their sleep? I feel so much better. Maybe we should all be getting into past life therapy. That wasn't pancakes, that was past life.
Well...apparently I'm better adjusted than other commenters, which is a scary thought! My lawbreaking dreams haven't included homicide. But they're obviously designed to make me go, "oh, shit, I shouldn't have done that!!" So maybe we're all okay.
Now, busted by your kid, that's an anxiety drawn from other parts of the psychic realm...
I wanted to comment on every panel of this! And funnily enough I just watched Sherlock Holmes yesterday. Breezy humor mixed with truly scary/shocking finale...that page under the body is the one I'm taking from your book of storytelling tricks!
I never dream of murder, nope. Never. Not ever. Seriously. Only once. It was only the one dream I had a couple times. Several times. Many several times. I dream of murder every night.
someday soon I'll share a BILLY DOGMA story i once wrote and drew half of and then abandoned dubbed, 'the devil's muumuu,' featuring ED GEIN [the inspiration for PSYCHO, THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE, and a slew of other horror movies].
as for my sleuth skills, i propose that the comic page found under the body was the comic we just read.
Ooo, excellent. I'll keep that in mind for the sequel. And the other day on Facebook, when you said you wanted to wear a muumuu, were you feeling a little serial killer-ish? Just asking...
So is the pig based on one of the Pep Boys (Moe I think)?
Whose been murdered isn't important - it's that you don't seem to have any remorse. Just worried about being found out. Says a lot.
Yet, the most fucked up part of the dream isn't the murder - heck I've whacked my family a zillion time over in mine - took out one of my brothers with a cleaver just last night. No the crazy part is Kip wearing an argile zipper sweater (the horror!).
Now, come on Jennifer.... it wouldn't be right to leave out husbands, husbands of girlfriends, dogs, mothers, neighbors, and random individuals standing in lines. I try to be fair, you know.
12:39pm / Apr 24, 2010