The Candy Hearts Vs. Road Tripping Adventures

Ok! Sorry for the delays — I’m back from my own little trip (in which no comix work got done, despite best intentions), and back on track.

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I can’t help but imagine that if I accidentally found Honey’s underpants organiser I would totally think it belongs to some Japanese perv straight out of a manga book that keeps his collection of stolen panties neatly organised like a serial killer keeps his trophies. And I’m quite sure Honey would be horrified at that suggestion… sorry!

Still on the underpants subject, how would Turpentine pack hers for a road trip? Or would she just buy new ones as she travels to different towns?

And OMG did they stop to visit some small town “Home to World’s Biggest Turnip” or something like that? I have this fantasy that no road trip in America is truly complete if you don’t visit one of those.

I almost included a visit to World’s Biggest Something in this. Road trip classic.

The comment below that Turpentine would just shove handfuls of laundry from a drawer into a bag seems pretty accurate — she’d leave it until the last minute, and they’d hit the road, and she’d realize the next day, to her dismay, that the pile actually contains no spare underwear or socks (but a surprising abundance of stuff from old halloween costumes).

Worst bear advice ever! 😉
On a recent trip I got pix of a flyer containing excellent mountain lion advice!

Re: underpants, turps would shove handfuls of whatever is contained in the nominal underwear drawer into, like, a beat reusable shopping bag and throw it in the van

And that would be turpentine s packing done

Arsenic probably goes commando

I encountered a pretty serious-business BEAR WARNING sign on my trip last week, and it definitely scared me away from taking a shortcut through the woods.
(also, yeah, Turpentine would not be a highly-organized underpants-inventorying clothes packer, and it makes perfect sense to me that Arsenic would consider the concept of underpants highly optional.)

If anyone’s going to have good bear advice, I’d imagine it’s Coco.

Oh my god, local historical attractions are my favorite!

Local Historical Attraction Memory: visiting one as a little kid where there were actors pretending to be 19th century people, and my dad explaining to me really patiently that, no, it’s pointless to try to TELL THEM ABOUT THE FUTURE and impress a shopkeeper with future money.

Katheen’s comment just made me laugh at work

Full disclosure: in the ladies room

Poor Honey, don’t think to hard about how those poor witches remind you of a certain gothic lead singer.

Also am I the only one who thinks about b-c zombie movies whenever I come across a back road cemetery .

Oh, yeah, definitely not — remote cemeteries are terrifying.
Also also: pretty sure olden days Pilgrims would consider this business flagrant witchcraft:
http://bvbcomix.com/bandvsband/honey-and-coco-vs-the-realms-of-the-mystical

Is there anything worse than bees in the van?
This comic brings up childhood memories of driving through BC in the station wagon pulling a trailer, stopping at local points of interest and scary rest stops. Car games! Sing a longs! Though I’m sure Honey didn’t have to pull over the car and give anyone a spanking for fighting 🙂

BC? That’s my turf!
I can imagine Honey threatening a spanking like in a whimsical joking way, and being oblivious to the fact that things just got socially awkward.

Why is the “Pack Smart!” panel not a t-shirt worn by beloved celebrities and fashion icons? Because this is a fallen world, that’s why.

-G.