flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
I did not recall until after I drew the latest installment in the ‘Neurotic Owl never gets his ice cream’ thread that I’ve already done a cartoon where he’s simply suspicious of bananas and their horrible, tricksy tendency to sometimes have the aftertaste of bile. And I know, you’re thinking, ‘He could just scoop the ice cream off the top! He doesn’t have to eat the bananas!” and that would work if I drew a cartoon called ‘Totally Rational Owl’, but that is not a thing I could draw.
“I scoff at your allergy issues.”