this is my first collection of comics. enjoy, or go eat cow.

The Lost Art of Manners. by RogueLeader 5-09-03

The scene: a typical ney Jersey restaurant. Good day, sir. Show me to my table at once. Looks like troubles a brewin. No. No? Ill show you no... The End. What the bloody hell... You've just lost yourself a customer pal.

The Lost Art of Manners II by RogueLeader 5-09-03

The prodigal son has returned. Good day, sir. Are you going to show me to my table today? More troubles a brewin... Probably not. This is an outrage! I demand to speak to the manager! The manager is a snowman it seems. WHAT?! WHAT IS IT?! IM A BUSY MAN YOU KNOW! Calm down man, don't melt.

The Lost Art of Manners III by RogueLeader 5-09-03

This boy never learns. Good day, sir. Show me to my table, or else. Ey up. Nah. Right, this is the last straw. Don't say I didn't warn you... The End.

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I did this by severing my real arms and replacing them with super-human cyborg arms.

I laughed for some reason.

It's probably nerves, or gas, or gassy nerves.

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Dad was flammable