Our annual tradition of doing a fourth-wall strip continues. We actually get a great deal of enjoyment out of Professor Hobo, but try not to take it too seriously. It’s a little amusing the number of people who do. Enjoy the new year, and maybe a little bit of Professor Hobo.

I’m always amused by people who make inappropriate statements, and realize halfway through saying them. I think everyone does this at some point, which is why we probably shouldn’t play “gotcha” with people’s words so much. Still, it’s funny when it happens.

Gamers love to complain about the prices of video games, but just about every person I know who is serious about the hobby has a backlog of games to play. One could deduce they’re hardly too expensive, or else gamers simply have too much money to spend. Of course, you could probably use the same logic towards food, but there’s few achievements or trophies you get with it.

This is the final part of our War on Christmas storyline. So, what was the point or meaning of it all? We’ll leave that up to you as our audience to decide. It certainly had meaning to me while writing it.

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and Cool Kwanzaa to all!

As part two of our Christmas trilogy, this had to be the darkest part of our story. All hope is lost in the second part–even for wooden toys. It’s a bleak Christmas tale, but that’s how it needs to be. Hopefully you’ll think the destination was worth the journey.

This is the first of a three part storyline we’ll be running for the week of Christmas. I guess the genesis of the idea was Wikileaks, and thinking what could they do that would really outrage people. I think ruining Christmas would just about do it. From there, everything else was just a slight heightening of reality.

And since a few people commented on our friend the elf with a war club, we brought him back.

When you think about the lyrics, “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” is actually a pretty creepy song. Still, it isn’t exactly giving children nightmares like “O Tannenbaum.” Thank you, Germans.

For those confused, Rick’s line is a reference to the Saw film franchise.

It seems we’re never quite sure how to portray Santa’s elves in movies. Either they’re oppressed minorities, ready to rise up and overthrow Santa at the drop of a candy cane, or they’re evil. The idea, I think, being that they’d have to be evil to subject themselves to such a life, because there must be an ulterior motive. Maybe they’re the ones making the cheap toys that break a day after you get them, forcing you to cry for a week. Stupid Gobot.

In college guys would say things like this a lot. This might explain the entire reason women are so insecure about their looks. Men are always saying some beautiful actress isn’t really that good looking around them. The women are smart enough to know they’re not as good looking as the celebrity, but stupid enough not to get that the man is grandstanding. Thus, body issues. The men hear their friends saying this and start to believe they’re the only ones who think the celebrity is attractive, thus distorting their view of beauty.

There, I have sufficiently offended both sexes.

Method acting seems like a good way to get yourself killed. My art isn’t that important to me. If someone told me I needed to starve to do Professor Hobo, I’d ignore them and go to Arby’s. Sorry, but it feels like an Arby’s kind of day.

By the way, West Side Story is a very good film. I have nothing more profound than that to say.