Lunchroom Larfs- November 29, 2013

This is the moment where the young boy still has an interest in nature and science. Seconds from now he will realize those suckers will pop if you catch the sun just right through the magnifying glass. He then winds down a long path to being bludgeoned to death in the jail washroom as the infamous Jefferey Dahmer.

I asked my daughter what this one was about. She said the boy was looking for those responsible for stealing his toys. The ants are running because they are guilty.

Lunchroom Larfs- November 28, 2013

My wife asked why I drew Spock eating a sandwich. Obviously we can all agree that it's Howard Cosell depicted here.

Lunchroom Larfs- November 27, 2013

Unfortunately for the monkey, that was not his tail.

Lunchroom Larfs- November 26, 2013

The snowman thinks he is safe. The woman however runs to the cutlery drawer and pulls out an icepick. She later enjoys a watermelon daiquiri under the then satisfied and smug sun.

Lunchroom Larfs- November 25, 2013

My daughter says the unicorn is rolling her eyes and thinking, "Why aren't these shoes on my feet?"

Seconds later the unicorn gores the gnome and trots him through Gnome Town as a warning to all the others not to fuck with a unicorn.

Lunchroom Larfs- November 22, 2013

This one's a bit sad. My daughter tells me that the starfish is sad because he wants to have friends. Originally I thought he wanted to be a star in the sky but I think she is right. His only friend is the clam who is dreadfully tedious, "I'll show my parents, they didn't believe in me. I'll show them. I can too produce a pearl!" He never does though. After his rant he just gets drunk and watches old episodes of Family Guy on Netflix. The starfish then thinks about joining Lavalife. 

Lunchroom Larfs- November 21, 2013

This is the fruit version of "The Lottery". You can see some grapes are relieved that they were not picked, while others are angry or saddened by the lose of a comrade. A few will live to be wrinkled old raisins, while others will be lost under the couch.