Things That Rub Me the Wrong Way: Blabby DJs, Page 2

PANEL 1

The DJ continues rambling over the music.

RADIO: "I used to listen to this song in high school."

PANEL 2

Rachel grows angrier, steam coming from her head.

RADIO: "I remember dancing to it at prom..."

PANEL 3

The DJ keeps reminiscing.

RADIO: "Do you remember your prom?"

RADIO: "I wore my first tux and made out in the back of my parents' old station wagon."

PANEL 4

The DJ gets interrupted.

RADIO: "I remember getting caugh--"

RADIO: "Hey!"

RADIO: "You're not allowed in here!"

RADIO: "Security!"

PANEL 5

Rachel has broken into the studio with duct tape.

DJ: "W-what are you doing with that duct tape?"

DJ: "No, please!"

DJ: "Mmph!"

PANEL 6

The DJ is bound and gagged with duct tape while Rachel holds a sign.

SIGN: YOU ARE THE REASON RADIO IS DEAD!

The End

One reader implored in the comments that if I were ever to actually assault a DJ, to please tape it and post it on YouTube. This was a surprisingly popular little comic. I blame the bondage overtones.

Comments (Archived)

  1. Senyah

    Yay bondage!!! ^o^

  2. Reese76

    Silence is Golden. Duct tape is Silver…