I actually tried this nifty lil’ stunt when I was in the 8th grade (sorry, Ms. Miller). I loved my art classes, but I was less than enthusiastic over the remainder of my course schedule. One day I was in art class trying to finish up my English homework which was due the next period. My art teacher was stalking the room, making it difficult for me to complete that dreaded English assignment. I was at an impasse. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t allow getting a big, fat zero on my homework, but it didn’t seem likely that I was gonna be able to finish it. What does a hopeless, conniving art student do?
I decided to take this huge jar of india ink from the Art Supply closet and strategically pour it all over my English notebook. Beforehand, I scribbled a few obscure words in the blank spaces just in case my English teacher tried to use her X-ray vision to peer through the obsidian deluge (see? I did learn something in her class).
Anyway, I applied that ink for all I was worth, then I set the notebook in front of a fan to dry it.
When English class began, I humbly approached ol’ teach and gave her my best, straight-faced sob story about the unfortunate debacle that I suffered in art class when one of my inept peers spilled stuff all over my books. I pretended to be distraught because “Darnit, I worked hard on that assignment!”
My English teacher clucked her tongue softly, then gazed at me sympathetically. She advised me to be more careful with my belongings when I was in art class. She then proceeded to give me credit for the assignment as I solemnly pledged that it would never happen again.
I got away with that ploy but, later in life, while developing ADDANAC CITY, I wondered how far Hank would push the situation. I never tried that trick again, but I could see Hank attempting it continually, just pressing his luck. This comic is the result of that idea. I hope you all enjoyed it.
(comic originally posted September 5, 2008 at AC)