Splitting up is hard to do

My favorite thing about this one is that Diabro just seems like he’s down for anything… “Hey, Gruelgo’s running! I’ll run, too!” Expect to see another one of these Christmas-related strips by the end of the week. Operative word being “expect.” Who knows if I’ll actually get around to it! (I’ve written like a dozen of ’em, so….)

Old Lubberwort

When I was a kid I had an old walkie-talkie that was mostly a prop for making believe I was John McClane. (I only had one because you only need two if you have a friend!) Occasionally I would pick up transmissions while roaming the neighborhood as cordless phones in the 90s were about as secure as the intercom at Walmart. One day I heard a baby crying over the air and, assuming I was listening to a baby monitor, I tried to convince the parents that their precious little one had developed speech, much in the manner depicted above.

Yippee ki yay.

Neither snow, rain, nor gloom of night…!

This one was colored by my girlfriend, Starla! Pretty groovy, huh? (This may be the first project we’ve ever worked on in which we didn’t try to murder each other by the end!)

Here are some bands you could listen to while reading Gruelgo comics: Ramones, Snakefinger, Screaming Jay Hawkins, Screamin’ Lord Sutch, The Cramps, and The Damned. Surf music, 50s/60s oldies, and their punk covers work well, too!