the Pope would like to eat his pancakes now, if you don’t mind.
the pope craves your brains.
the pope is a hipster.
the pope breaks for spare change.
the Pope is all about the gangsta lean.
the Pope starts a metal band.
I’m actually pretty dang proud of this picture. Not only did I draw it in MS Paint, I drew it on a laptop trackpad. I had a lot of fun adding details to this.
existentialism makes the Pope sad
The Pope kicks his dog in anger.
Ok, so I’m bad at drawing dogs. Also, maybe he’s kicking it because it’s lazy and needs to go on a diet.
the Pope goes ice skating
Erik (co-inventor of Pope Goes) reminded me of one of the other classics. Recreated using MS Paint, here it is:
During my junior year of high school, I became instantaneous friends with a kid in my chemistry class by the name of Erik Baldwin. Strangely enough, the day I knew that we had become good friends was when he walked into class, stabbed me with a mechanical pencil and then we both looked at the chunk of bloody skin on the tip of the pencil and simultaneously went, “whoah, cool!” Anyway, we rarely paid attention during class and usually ended up doodling things that, to us, were hilarious, and passing them back and forth. One day, one of us — to this day, I can’t remember who did it first — drew a picture that looked something like this:
Something about it was just hilarious to us, so we kept drawing more things that the Pope did. From the pointlessly banal (e.g. “the pope goes to the dentist”), to the ridiculous and bizarre (e.g. “the pope strangles a penguin”). Anyway, I think they might make a regular appearance on this page from here on out. I think there’s a certain charm in doing this crappily with a mouse that seems to augment the original goofiness of the crappy, stick figure drawings.
(PS, feel free to submit your own Pope Goes, if you’re a tumblr user.)
Well, here I am. I’m officially a “grownup.” I’m guessing that nobody ever wakes up one day and suddenly feels like one, but I don’t even feel like it’s even around the corner. So, maybe “grownup” isn’t exactly accurate. Maybe I’ll wait till I have a couple rugrats running around before I accept that particular moniker. For now, I’ll just accept “guy who isn’t in college anymore.” I think can do that one just fine.