
Well, it’s almost been a year since I last put out a new comic, but here it is. Today’s comic (This year’s comic? I hope not) is based on a true story. Upon entering my Cheers Bar I asked the server/my friend if I could sit at the bar. She told me yes, so long as I didn’t steal her stool. My response was uncharacteristically quick and witty.
This instance, along with a conversation with my friend Syd helped me realize the special ability of a narrative to appropriately recount the quick “zinger”. Any delay in a zinger damages its funniness. A premeditated zinger would come off strange and maybe creepy. An adapted zinger as a stand alone joke would be just wrong. In terms of a narrative, supposing belief has been adequately suspended, the setup and punch-line can be delivered perfectly.
Cheers Bar (chîrz • bär) – That bar you go to, where everyone knows your name.