Page 225 – BOOOOM

The Axe Cop Swinger™ 2008.
Because if you’re going to design an axe that doesn’t chop off a head, it’d better do something interesting. 

AXE COP – REVENGE ON RAINBOW GIRL wraps up next week, so someone else make me draw something. Hit me up at my Facebook page and give me something else to doodle. …Preferably for money.


Amelia rolls around in the grass at the entrance to the
cemetery. Charlie says
“Mia, we’re in a graveyard.
Do you really want to roll around in dead people??”
-Charlotte, 7 years old

“If the car window cuts off your arm and
another car runs it over, would you feel it?”
                                        -Amelia, 4 years old

Page 217 – Bright, hot rainbows

“…and then Rainbow Girl shot a rainbow up in the air. It was so bright and hot that some of the good guys fainted.”

The last panel is one of Amelia’s contributions, and though it doesn’t happen often, the text there is exactly as she said it when she was telling me the story: “the dragon breathed fire and never died until the end.” It’s got that kid storytelling thing to it, where saying that a big bad guy doesn’t die while you’re fighting him is making the story exciting. I love it. Anyway.

Last week our GET REVENGE ON RAINBOW GIRL contest wrapped up. Our winner is… Aaron Pokoj. His revenge scheme is as follows:

“Rainbow Girl and the dragon fuse, creating Fire-Rainbow Girl, who then promptly eats Lightning Boy to steal his powers. At this point, Axe Cop is discouraged, but then Mr. Stocker reveals that he actually had super powers all along! He grows to a massive size and fights the new monstrosity, paralyzing it. Axe Cop kills it by chopping off its head. He then takes the monster’s bones to make a new surprise-proof suit, and takes the exact change needed to buy a smoothie out of its pocket. He then cuts off Mr. Stocker’s head for lying about not having powers.”

Poor Mr. Stocker. But really, if you’re going to be on a crime-fighting team, you have to divulge these things right away.



they’re eating dinner that daddy has prepared.
Charlotte: “I give this… a 10.”
Daddy: “Aww, thank you Charlotte.”
Charlotte: “…out of 20.”
                                        -Charlotte, 8 years old

Walking around somewhere:
“Can you pick me up, Unca Tommy?
My feet are getting hurting.”
                                        -Amelia, 4 years old