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.

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.

The Unmemorable Bank Teller was so discombobulated after his call to Mrs. Love, that on stepping out of the phone booth he missed the curb and twisted an ankle. A Good Samaritan—who had just finished attaching a transponder to the Audi parked up the street—came to his aid.

The unmemorable bank teller who’d served the Well-Dressed Albatross had a prior connection with Mrs. Love and recognized her account. As it violated company policy to contact the holder of a numbered account, he’d walked to the only functional pay phone in Glim to contact her.

The withdrawal having been so surprisingly easy, the Well-Dressed Albatross decided to stop for a refreshment before delivering the cash to Mr. Love.

The 17 bags of cash were more than would fit in the briefcase the Well-Dressed Albatross had brought with him. So the bank provided him with an Audi, hoping the gesture would encourage deposits in the future.