tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211118542008-03-11T01:30:19.251-05:00BrunoBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-85872425135019159712008-03-05T23:00:00.000-06:002008-03-05T23:02:26.745-06:00<img src="http://img352.imageshack.us/img352/5052/kcsortofuz2.gif" alt="B., did you really ask the girl from the x-ray place out? --Sure did. You’d figure she, of all people, would know that beauty is on the inside. --That was awful. How did it go, though? --She said ‘sorry, i sort of have a boyfriend.’ why do you girls do that? Either you have a boyfriend or you don’t. What’s with this ‘sort of’ crap? --Maybe she sort of thought you were an idiot, and sort of wanted to let you down easy. Sort of. --Maybe you are sort of buying your own drinks tonight."height="270" width="768">Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-28680623098946125372008-01-28T10:47:00.000-06:002008-01-28T20:40:08.210-06:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-sandy.gif" alt="Excuse me, are you Sandy? --Yes. --Yes?! I-I'm Mark! -- Hey Mark! -- Wow, you look different than what I expected! --Really? Man, wait until you see my penis then. -- Fine, so I like ruining people's blind dates. Sue me. --K, Match.com is on the phone and they sound PISSED."height="270" width="768">Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-38242710208049016362008-01-23T00:22:00.001-06:002008-01-23T00:30:50.086-06:00<img src="http://img164.imageshack.us/img164/6617/kc100op0.gif" alt= "We need to celebrate our 100th comic strip! Drinks are on me tonight. -- Oh no, I can't get drunk here. Yeah, but I found out my mom reads the strip. --How come you're still drinking, then? -- Oh, but it's a screwdriver. From far away they look like plain orange juice. NUTRITIOUS ORANGE JUICE."height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-72751359578774941122007-12-02T22:21:00.000-06:002007-12-02T22:23:21.953-06:00<img src="http://img164.imageshack.us/img164/5853/kclearnyk3.gif" alt="B, do you think we'll ever learn from our mistakes? --I think so. At least from the small ones. The big ones I'll draw a comic strip about, so that maybe other people will learn from them. --Oooh! Oooh! Draw one about how only idiots get into long distance relationships! --Fine, when I'm done with this one about consecutive irish car bombs." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-26109013894304876012007-11-07T23:35:00.000-06:002007-11-07T23:38:49.665-06:00<img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/2278/kcmarriagelovescompanyti2.gif" alt= "Why do married people keep doing all they can to see us single people settling down? --Dunno. Eeech! Dude, this drink tastes like crap! Try it! Hehe... Isn't it funny how people are always doing this? 'Wow, this smells rotten! Here, smell it too!' People are so weird... -- Thanks for answering my question in the longest way possible. -- No prob." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-90390436146817804942007-11-07T23:32:00.000-06:002007-11-07T23:35:23.914-06:00<img src="http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/4741/kcbrbjj2.gif" alt= "So like I was saying... -- BRB. -- We're not IMing, you know. -- Right. -- Also, you didn't go anywhere. -- Is that what that means? I thought it was just something you said when the conversation got boring." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-67520720332487556212007-10-23T23:52:00.000-05:002007-10-23T23:55:54.699-05:00<img src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/7524/kcovertippingrg2.gif" alt= "Did she bring your tab? --Yeah. Hey, what's 150% of $22? --Hold on... $33. But if you're trying to figure out her tip, most of us here would ask what 15% of $22 is. 20%, maybe. --No, it's fine. --Hehe, it's always funny when you get a crush on the bartender. --Not tonight, it isn't. Do you have 25 bucks I can borrow?" height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-3581465739387267362007-10-16T00:54:00.000-05:002007-10-16T00:58:46.512-05:00<img src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/8017/kcgunrn4.gif" alt= "I bought a gun. From now on, every time someone asks me, 'you're so smart and pretty, how come you don't have a a boyfriend?,' I'm going to shoot in the FACE. --Don't you think that's a litt... hold on, is that your family walking in? --Crap! Hide behind the bar and cover your ears. This is going to suck." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-85240387119206445022007-10-08T23:17:00.000-05:002007-10-08T23:22:11.677-05:00<img src="http://img46.imageshack.us/img46/7167/kctonightpd8.gif" alt= "Hello? What are you doing tonight? --When I woke up this morning, I felt like I would be meeting the man of my dreams, someone I could have a mental connection with, a guy who was made for me. --Sounds fun. Want to go to a bar instead?" height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-458134077535432712007-09-24T23:07:00.000-05:002007-09-24T23:12:46.530-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-momentofsilence.gif" alt= "Hey, what do you think of my friend Rob? Because he's engaged. --Shh! --K, we can't observe a moment of silence EVERY TIME we run into someone who's no longer single. --It sure beats your dum-dum-dum dudududum-dudum. --Come on, Another One Bites the Dust! It's a classic!" height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-87213106249147511322007-08-31T21:48:00.000-05:002007-09-24T23:13:12.872-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-littletotalkabout.gif" alt= "Hey, you're back already? You said, 'I'm going over there to talk to that cute girl' like, fifteen seconds ago.' --Right, we didn't really have much to talk about. --Hi, I'm B. --Hi, I'm married." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-48048704035156450722007-08-31T21:42:00.000-05:002007-08-31T21:44:15.862-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-bodylanguage.gif" alt="See, at our age, when everyone is already taken, you need to really watch for body language. For example, that chick may LOOK like she's scratching her head, but what's she's really doing is showing there's no ring on her left hand. --So, do you think you might go over th... wait, who's that? --Ok, so maybe her head was scratchy after all. --Whoa, people, get a room." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-68305422206612749152007-08-31T21:34:00.000-05:002007-08-31T21:36:48.627-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-flaw.gif" alt="Hey B, remember that girl you used to have a crush on? --The flawless one? --Right. Remember how you said the only way you'd stop crushing on her would be if you could find a big flaw in her? -- But she's perfect! --What if I said she was here... in a miniskirt? --Oh thanks. Like seeing her half-naked isn't going to make things worse! --Trust me, you should go say hi to her. She's sitting right over there. --Fine. But if you're making fun of me I'll get you when I'm back. --I never thought I'd say this, but... Viva cellulite." height="512" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-15771960460685875122007-07-03T02:12:00.000-05:002007-08-14T21:50:42.830-05:00<a href="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/whatnow.html" onclick="window.open(this.href,'','directories=0,height=480,width=640,location=0,resizable=0,scrollbars=1,toolbar=0');return false;"><img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-empty.gif" height="270" width="768" ></a>Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-29186699907153964062007-05-09T23:15:00.000-05:002007-05-09T23:17:52.314-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-cuttingtothechase.gif" alt="So, your friend Emma... tell me more about her. --What do you want to know? --Oh, you know, what she does for a living, where you two met, what she's like, what kind of... --She has a boyfriend. --Thanks. --For not wasting fifteen minutes of your night? Oh, you're welcome." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-80193896195710081602007-04-30T22:23:00.000-05:002007-05-04T09:18:43.471-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-cincodemayo.gif" alt="We need another one of these 'let's get trashed' kinds of holidays. New Year's Eve and St. Patrick's Day have passed. Then after tonight we have to wait six and a half months more until Thanksgiving. --Wait, I don't think you can call Thanksgiving a get trashed holiday. --You've obviously never met my family." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-85089473821688225792007-04-30T22:20:00.000-05:002007-04-30T22:22:36.933-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-desertisland.gif" alt="Let's say you were stuck on a desert island forever. Would you want to be there with a super hot dumb guy or someone smart who makes you laugh, entertains you, but you just can't get attracted to? --Are there agave plants in this particular island? --What? The ones you make tequila from?-- Yeah. Because in that case, I could go with the ugly dude, and then learn to ferment those so the two of us could do shots. --So that he would start looking good and you could have sex with him. --First, it's a biological need. Second, like you've never done it before." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-6951864752694947622007-04-17T08:23:00.000-05:002007-04-17T12:23:06.959-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-bodyvshead.gif" alt="So I hear you and Pete hooked up. --Oh god, it went so not as planned. All night long, every time my body said 'yes,' my head said 'no.' My body would say 'yes, come on,' and my head would say 'no no no.' --But you still ended up having sex with him. --What can I say, my body is pretty persuasive." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-81773800705851191582007-04-09T21:55:00.000-05:002007-04-09T21:57:20.770-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-jim.gif" alt="Do you remember Jim? --Wow, now that you mention it, yeah. He used to hang out with us all the time but I haven't seen him forever. What happened there? --Oh, he found a girlfriend, started spending his time with her non-stop, stopped going out... you know how it goes. Anyway, she just broke up with him. --To tell you the truth, I never really liked hanging out with the guy. --Me neither. That's why I'm going over there to try to patch things up between the two." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-35652002647960868802007-04-01T23:14:00.000-05:002007-04-01T23:15:42.929-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-why.gif" alt="Bad hair day. Hiding from someone.Costume party after this. Need it for a magic trick. Roots are showing. --I just felt like it, ok?! --Sitting under a leak." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-41683848911863382302007-03-29T17:23:00.000-05:002007-03-29T17:26:48.312-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-betterkissers.gif" alt="This weekend I'm meeting meet the parents of this girl I'm seeing. You see, that's why I've always liked to date foreign exchange students: I never get to see their parents in person. --I thought it was because foreigners were better kissers. --Well, and that. --No offense. --None taken." height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-28470576630417732542007-03-26T21:40:00.000-05:002007-03-26T21:44:15.295-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-inspiration.gif" alt="A guy once wrote a song for me. I used to inspire the artsy kids in school to write poems about my body. I have a comic strip about me, for crying out loud. And this guy can't even put a veiled reference about sleeping with me on his blog??? Come on!" height="270" width="768" >Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-3929713605387696192007-03-21T23:12:00.000-05:002007-03-22T08:50:21.449-05:00<a href="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/2007/03/bloggers.html"><img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-blogger.gif" alt="Do you think bloggers open themselves up too much?<br />--I think it kind of depends on the blogger. Some of them can write about pretty personal stuff, yes. --This guy wrote about what he had for breakfast today. --And details of his workout this morning. This guy clearly sees every little thing as something to blog about. --So why has he written nothing about us sleeping together last night?!" height="270" width="768" ></a><br /><br /><p>Every once in a while I'll try to write a strip about a particular topic. Knowing that I was going to be featured in a Kansas City Star article about bloggers in the city, I've had this one (and a possible sequel) ready for when the article came out. <br /><br />And it's in the paper today. To get some of my thoughts on why and how I blog these comic strips, read <a href="http://www.kansascity.com/mld/kansascity/16947290.htm" target="_blank">"Meet the Bloggers"</a> online or pick up a copy of the Star today (it's in the front page of the FYI section).</p>Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-84527784368810782852007-03-19T07:59:00.000-05:002007-03-19T08:01:14.885-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-parade.gif" alt="Did you go to the St. Patrick's Day parade? --No, I don't really get parades. It always looks like they're a lot more fun to the people in them than to the ones just watching. --Finally, a guy who understand how girls feel about porn!" height="270" width="768" />Brunotag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21111854.post-76908362135864800742007-03-14T22:58:00.000-05:002007-03-16T06:37:27.715-05:00<img src="http://www.brunopieroni.com/kcity/KC-bobby.gif" alt="Do you remember my friend Bobby? He wants to take you out to dinner. --Ooh, I don't know B. He's really really really short. Really really really. --Ouch, that hurt." height="270" width="768" />Bruno