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I'd like to start this one with an amusing anecdote. However, I have none. So. My mom had decided for a while that she had to "approve" my comics before I bought them. I showed her this one, and it nearly failed. Why, for all reasons? Because it had upside-down crosses at the end. u_u; WELL. Obviously I got it after all.

Just before bedtime. @_@ my baby is falling apart!!!! .:: hugs it ::. anyway. Squee comes downstairs, screaming for a father that does not care. (note the book titles on the shelf: "How To Abuse Your Kids and Not Beat," "Living with Spite," and "Coping with Hate") Today's concern is dust mires. Squee actually makes them out to be quite creepy. o_o .:: suddenly frightened of dust mites ::. no no, I just kiddin'. He receives the standard response, sadly. Squee goes upstairs to his room and begins to rid the premises of the dreaded dust mite. However, he gets a nasty giant dust-mite-shaped surprise when he shakes his pillow. The insect falls to the sidewalk and cusses Squee out. He crashes his way upstairs and starts ranting at out bite-sized hero. Omfg I have a sudden urge to read JtHM REALLY bad. u.o Anyway, he and the mite duke it out. Eventually, the mite begins to feel the effects of Squee's secret plan. YAY SQUEE WINS!! Or... did he?

The Space Monkey Who Loved Me. K, this is a little comic by someone who is NOT Jhonen. Actually, it is Danette St. Onge. She is the reason the Demigod Happy Noodle Boy existeth. Apparently she was a girlfriend (or maybe just friend, I'm not sure) of Jhonen's who always asked for comics. He decided to create the absolute worst comic he could, and that was Happy Noodle Boy. :D And so today's Jhonenhistory 101 lesson concludes. The actual comic is about a little girl (Danette St. Onge) who goes to the zoo.

A Little Visitor. You do realize I'm doing this out of guilt, don't you? Well, in case you didn't, you do now. Anyway, Squee was sleeping, but he awakes to discover that he changed positions in such a way that he is now facing the wall. Just like I did back when I needed to have my bed against the wall for security, he feels vulnerable. He turns, if slowly, and sees a young looking spectre, prompting him to turn right back around. It turns out that she met her demise in his abode. (Okay, enough thesaurus for me. XD) How did she die? Let's say it involved Boompy the Dog and Mac Donalds. Moral of the story... READ WARNINGS ON HAPPY MEAL TOYS. Poor Squee.

True Tales of Human Drama! Poor sneezy man.

A Breif Friend. o_O JHONEN MISPELLED SKOOL!!!! It says "scool" and that's just wrong! Oop. Anyway, Squee is getting pushed around. Literally. Poor baby. ._. He soon meets an absolutely ADORABLE dog. And I mean that. He regrets that he cannot take the little doggy home, but... things around little Squee seem to "go really bad"... He does the dog a favor and throws a ball for it sadly. Then, it becomes a little tasteless by some standards. Doggy get ball, doggy get runned over, doggy gets up, doggy get runned over, doggy get up...

MEANWHILE! A horrible film directed by Jhonen Vasquez. You have no idea how much I would love to see a film like this in theaters, just to see the reaction of America. .:: mad giggles ::. I guess that was really the point of the comic, but still. Satire is so fucking delicious. :9 (although in this case, admittedly icky.)

Dinner With Satan. Squee comes home and is told that he is going to have dinner with a friend. GUESS WHO IT IS!!! Hey, NEAT. You got one right!!! Pepito it is. So off they go, and Squee is ejected at his friends house. u.o I REALLY don't feel like doing this any more. @_@ No, no, don't pay attention to my agony. Just enjoy the damn summary. THE DAMN SUMMARY MADE OF MY SWEAT AND BLOOD AND- .:: deep breath ::. okay.... okay. So yeah, his mom comes and welcomes him. Pepito comes downstairs, and greets Squee, er, Todd. Blahblah he shows him the basement full of ghouls and hell and stuff. And his Dad comes home. Argh, Satan looks so DAMM COOL. ;-; I'll never draw that well. OKAY I NEED TO FOCUS!!!! There's a breif discussion before they sit down to dinner regarding the meal. (Toasty souls of the Damned, or Stove Top?) Squee is now TEMPTED!!!! BUM BUM BUM. However, this right here is why my mother in fact allowed me to buy it.

Happy Noodle Boy! Now that we know of his origins, perhaps we can understand him more fully, eh? Yeah I know that's bullshit. This one involves baseball bats.

DREAMTIME! It's benign.