Well, I want to say this is a true story, but it's more like one of those "based on actual events" deals. I was actually just stuffing a burrito in my mouth, and Stephanie told me that watching it happen made her think about me trampling and scarfing down a town made of cakes. I guess maybe I could work on eating less monstrously?

Anyway, I have nothing else to say. Apparently the site layout will change soon though. Did I say something to that effect lately? I can't remember.

I really have no idea where this came from. The very first inception of what was going on here was to have Edwin tell Ryan that he needed to come up with a script this week and then Ryan was riding a lion with a huge sword in hand, and I had no idea what the third panel would be. And then Santa was riding the lion. And then it was in space. And then Santa was riding a rocket with a lion's head (which is alive). And then Santa was an action hero with a mechanical hand and an Indiana Jones hat. And then he had an little demon duck as a sidekick.

All these changes happened as I was drawing it.

I drew the second panel first, having no idea what the Hell I was going to for the first and third panel. The first was easy enough, just a far-off shot of Rocket Santa flying towards the comic, small enough that you can't really tell what it is. The third panel was another thing that just sort of came to be as I was drawing it. I knew Santa would be blasting the shit out of something, and at first it was a space golem, and then Unicron, and then an evil Earth for some reason.

And that, my friends, is what happens when you let my imagination run free.

I'm sure the slogan could have worked out a little more... sensibly, I guess? I dunno. You know what we were going for. Get over it. Bah. Making a fake Olympic Rings symbol thing was a lot harder than you might think, too. But I think I pulled it off pretty well. You can all tell it's a ripoff of the Olympic Rings, right?

Um. Check out that sweet couch action. I'll probably be using that same couch over and over until either it's destroyed (as a plot device, of course) or we stop doing this stupid comic. It really is the definitive image of Ryan's couch. I really don't have anything else to talk about.

In other news, Edwin was saying something about actually redoing the backend of the site the other day. You'll probably never notice, but it'll be much more convenient for these news posts. And maybe other things too!