You Are Obsolete

Después de haber saltado muchos días por campos y prados, la pulguita busca un amigo para pasar la noche al abrigo. Llega a una granja, y salta de grupa en grupa, del caballo a la vaca, de la cabra al cerdo, del cerdo al cordero, del cordero al perro, del

Those that condemn Jis as being immoral miss the point—he's amoral. His comics confront all forms of morality: that of the liberals and the conservatives; leftists and rightists; ethical people and those of questionable conscience. It is no mistake that Jis's favorite metaphor is that of a shipwrecked person, in a microcosmic world made up of only a lump of land and a single palm tree, questioning human nature. The island that Jis inhabits is one of a desk and a pen, from which come every Another Day in this serious, each which appeals to those with the the most astute and intelligent...

Cody Pomeray's violated his parole. He's cuffed and headed back to the place he dreads the most -- the slammer. He's dead if he shows up without having completed a little "errand" for a vicious crime boss. But then Cody is given just 48 hours to set things right -- and he has no choice but to join forces with his ex-girlfriend to track down an arsonist hiding somewhere along the California coast.

Cada noche un pequeño mira las estrellas desde su habitación y sueña con tener una para él. Un día, encuentra la manera de atraparla.