The Comic!
Why Jesus, why?…
If you have found this website by accident, you’ll probably want to leave immediately. If you’ve found this website on purpose, well… may God have mercy on your soul.
This is the internet home of Corner Kicked, probably the worst thing I’ve ever done in my life. It started as a comic book where two dudes do inexplicably wrong things to other people and each other after they find out that they’ve yet again been handed a corner table at the Baltimore ComicCon. They’re just trying to promote their damn book and they always get stuck in the corner.
A quick little bit about me before we get going: I’m a web-designer and artist living in Baltimore, Maryland. My name is Brad Smoley and I apologize for this book. Unless you LOVE it. In that case, FUCK apologies… I mean every single word of the thing.
Okay, story time…
The reason this book even exists is because I’m friends with the creative forces behind SideKicked, a Fake McCoy comic book about sidekicks that get promoted to hero status as a P.R. move by their local government. Cory, the writer, lives in North Carolina. Ziggy, the artist, lives in New Jersey. So, when they come to Baltimore to shill their books every year, I put ‘em up in my house in exchange for getting into the con for free.
Which is really a lame deal since I don’t even like comics that much. But hey, that’s my dumb fault.
The convention we went to in 2006 had Cory, out of boredom, drawing comics about spousal abuse and generally distastefully offensive things. That’s just our sense of humor. And being stuck in a corner gives you plenty of time to draw up retarded little strips. You know, because convention-goers are constantly rounding off their routes and ignoring your table all together.
Anyway, the larger point is, the damn conventions can get pretty fucking boring if you don’t find ways entertain yourself. As a result of Ziggy flipping the hell out because Fake McCoy was dealt a corner table once again in 2007, I decided to make fun of him and Cory in the most creative way I could imagine. I whipped out my sketch-pad and drew a comic about them.
My goals were two-fold: 1) make fun of Cory and Ziggy, and 2) make Cory and Ziggy laugh. Both were a success.
Now, due to “popular” demand, the concept that inspired the book is becoming a stand-alone webcomic.
Hopefully, you’ll be able to find something entertaining in these strips… just as Ziggy and Cory did.
They’re really horribly offensive. The comics, not Cory and Ziggy. In this context at least.
Influences…
People who have had an influence on my creation of this comic are as follows:
