While feeling his mother's belly, to see how much air was in the basketball she swallowed, Quincy feels the baby movie. Thrown into a panic, because he is afraid that there is something alive in his mother's tummy Quincy calls his dad, at work, in a panic.
As you can image, there is nothing like getting histerical phone call, from you son regarding your pregnant wife. Good Job, Quincy.
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You do a good job with your strip. It really comes across when the cartoonist has a real love for it. Keep it up. You never know what might break open for you.
(I have a strip at warriorguys.com... not that I'm trolling or anything -- everyone who reads this is welcome not to go there...:o]...)
hi there,
thought i'd check your stuff out too, after your comment on my blog..
nice work, i bookmarked your blog so i'll keep checking your stuff..
have a nice weekend and keep up the good work!!
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You have me reading this everyday. Now I want to go rub a pregnant woman's belly.
Thanks to all of you who stopped by...That dude right there, I gotta say that comments like the one you left is what makes me keep this up....I don't want to leave you good people hanging.
Thanks for book marking me Hallie Lama.
And I am glad that you like, Dayne Avery.
Funny... my son laughed at me when I was in pain and everytime the baby moved.
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