#Nip and tuck comic full

#Nip and tuck comic full

A man who's proud of his heritage, Junior has pumped Nip and Tuck just chock full of positive southern imagery - a refreshing change from the usual Hollywood fare of slack-jawed, sister-fucking yokels randomly firing shotguns at roadsigns from the back of rusty pick-up trucks until the local sheriff says 'GOLDANG IT I'M-A GONNA RUN YEW IN' and hauls them in front of the magistrate who says 'NOW SEE HERE BOY I IS THE LAW' and lets them off before preceeding into the backroom to don his ghost hood and go out for a hoot-hollerin' lynchin' while po' black folks shuffle along saying 'FEETS DON'T FAIL ME NOW MASSA' and incest voodoo nutria gumbo mint julips arglebarglebargle. But that cheap little rimshot serves to segue us into the real issues at the heart of this strip: The marginalization of the rural south.įirst off, let's get this out of the way: Does this guy actually go by 'Junior?' 'Cause with a name like that you'd think his destiny would be to live behind a gas station, wear overalls every day, and finish every sentence with a hearty 'A-hyuk-hyuk!' Haha, I kid, I kid! As one of three southerners who apparently have both electricity and enough remaining fingers to operate a keyboard, Junior is in a unique position to champion his home region and put all those nasty southern stereotypes to rest.

Haha, I kid, actually they live in the fictitious county of Malarky, somewhere in the deep south. This strip follows the adventures of two hillbilly foxes who live in Bumfuck, Scrotom County in the great state of West Chlamydia or some such. Today's comic is a lovely little gem by RH Junior called 'Nip and Tuck'. But like Nero fiddling as Rome burned, I choose to bravely ignore the pressing issues of the day to focus my attention on second-tier furry webcomics. I haven't had much chance for pursuing my life's passion lately, because, you know, a lot of crazy stuff has been happening in the world lately - lots of Iraq civil warring and mid-term electioneering and Pinochet dying and Bruce Tinsley drunk drivinging.ing.

It's because you wanted to read more smug critiques of other people's heart-felt creative endevours. I know the reason you wake up every morning, the reason you haven't given up on the internet or even life itself. Hey, people, guess what? That's right the pride is back.