Harg Barg Burg: An Artist Falls from Grace (Part II)

To see the first of the comics Harg left me, go to this crate in his attic.

Harg Barg Burg was a good friend of mine who got in a race with concrete. The good news is, he was moving way faster, but the bad news is, he rear-ended the concrete. And by rear-ended, I mean fell on and busted open his skull, but that strays away from my pretty little metaphor.

Here, Harg Barg Burg tried something different, but I think it just upset him.

Harg did not fully understand either politics or puns, but damned if he didn’t try. He wanted, more than anything else, to be insightful and praised for being a worthwhile human being. …Unfortunately, he was more likely to get anything else.

Harg was all about catharsis, but I don’t think he knew what it meant. Usually he expressed his feelings a little too well, and just wound up breaking things.

I don’t know what he had in mind for this one, but I am disappointed that we’ll never know. It looks like he was pretty disappointed with it, too.

This was around when he started his downward spiral.

…And that’s the middle of the story. Soon, we get to his graphic end.