Pim Comic Strip

How I came to write Pim
People often ask how I came to write Pim. It seems like a thousand years since I discovered Pim, or that Pim discovered me. Thankfully I kept detailed notes and saved photos from that time. While I can’t swear to the absolute accuracy of what you are about to read, I have done my best to capture the essence of how Pim entered my life.

Earlier that day Brad had encountered Mrs. Love on a particularly desolate side-street in northeast Glim. Mrs. Love (rather aggressively) enlisted Brad to pilot a cargo ship for her.

The container that had absorbed Mr. Love now bore an enticing label, one that the Well-Dressed Albatross found impossible to resist.

Discombobulated from losing the money, the Well-Dressed Albatross wandered the dark and abandoned streets of an industrial zone. A parked ‘58 Buick unsettled him, though he couldn’t have said why.

Mr. Love waited for over an hour for Mrs. Love to emerge from the container. Eventually he proceeded up the ramp to investigate. (Perhaps all poor choices have roots in impatience.)

It was late evening when the Well-Dressed Albatross finally took his leave, only to discover that the Audi and the 17 bags of cash therein had vanished. (Not partaking of spirits, Pim and Bim had been ordering Mr. Pibb in recyclable vessels.)

Mr. Love parked the Buick, continued on foot, and discovered Mrs. Love driving the Audi up a ramp and onto a shipping container.

Mr. Love followed Mrs. Love along the empty streets of an industrial zone, until at last she entered a shipping yard.

Having disposed of the Unmemorable Bank Teller, Mr. Love located the transponder attached to the Audi, and pursued Mrs. Love in his prized ‘58 Buick droptop.

The Well-Dressed Albatross had run into some old chums and was in fine form. Meanwhile, Mrs. Love was about to make off with the Audi, using a device of her own contrivance to open the door and start the engine.

Mr. Love contacted the employers of the Unmemorable Bank Teller and it was agreed that the now former employee would be best served by permanent residence in a medical facility. Generously, Mr. Love accompanied the Unmemorable Bank Teller there and got him settled.