[ tell it to thirteen year old dave, dirk!!! although he was a lot more serious about irony back then and he probably would have defended his artistic choices forever. which...isn't to say he won't do it now simply for the hell of it and because of fucking course he will.

he still isn't aware that dirk has a tattoo of his shitty webcomic character. truly, dave has far too much power for one dude. his eyes kind of widen behind his shades here because...that is a lot of thought to put into one of his offhand remarks which dave himself put zero thought into, but it makes a kind of sense. bro had always been incredibly serious about irony and puppets and...everything, and dave had tried to emulate that but had mostly ended up being a nerd who rapped at his friends with serious puppet trauma.

...unfortunately he is terrible at stopping people from rambling about literally anything, and just rolls with it. this is like a conversation with rose: just keep going down the fucking rabbit hole until one of them calls it quits, usually while bickering about dumb shit. ]

I dunno, I'm sure I could manage it. [ don't let him draw a shitty comic in papyrus print don't let him draw a shitty comic in papyrus print don't let him draw a shitty comic in papyrus print ] Got anything to write with?

[ goddamnit dave ]

And Wingdings would've been a good option for like, one strip, just because I know Lalonde would have felt the need to translate it. S'long as I picked the right punch line, I could have made her laugh.

[ And also possibly hit herself in the face with a pillow but also laugh. ]