You should all read Pictures for Sad Children by John Campbell, but honestly I’m not entirely sure why. That is, I laugh out loud at pretty much every strip, but still being unable to pinpoint exactly why it works. It could be the completely deadpan deliveries of the dry jokes, coupled with the ultra-minimalistic art that bring so much to the humour despite being extremely simple. I absolutely adore the ambiguity of the expressions, rendered in the most basic way with only dots for eyes and lines for arms, but still they communicate just enough of the essentials to make it fantastically hilarious — when it by all accounts really shouldn’t.

Also, who wouldn’t want to parade around in a shirt sporting a drawing of the Eiffel Tower and the word “Paris”, laughing quietly to themselves as everyone else probably are missing the fine print of “Just another bullshit town” below.