Nice Haircut, Buddy

So last year was the first year that I fell through on the Christmas tradition of a Rittz VS. Santa strip.  I had a really hard time finding a way to follow up the previous years’ installment and just couldn’t come up with something I was happy with.  I had several ideas but in the end came to the conclusion that maybe the comics had come to their logical end.  Boxer Hockey is a much different story than it used to be and the Rittz VS. Santa thing almost doesn’t fit anymore.  Regardless I had written a script for a comic last year that I never drew and found the file tucked away tonight.  So I thought I’d share it here so you can see the kind of thing that winds up on the cutting room floor, so to speak.  Enjoy?
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Christmas Eve.  Rittz is sleeping in bed.

A green light illuminates the room and ghost Chuck, decked in ghostly robes and chains comes through the door.  Rittz wakes up.

Rittz:  “Chuck!  You’re dead?!”

Rittz goes back to sleep

Chuck:  heyyyy c’mon…

Rittz:  What’s with all the chains?

Chuck:  I wear the chains that I forged in life.  That one summer when my dad sent me to a chain forgery.

Rittz:  Lame.

Chuck:  tonight you will be visit by three spirits.  Each one more spirity than the last.

Rittz goes back to sleep

Chuck:  seriously?  c’mon.

Rittz:  What?  What are you going to teach me?  I’m not selfish, or greedy or anything.

Chuck:  Most people think you’re kind of annoying.

Rittz: huh?

Chuck:  With all your stupid expressions and childlike behavior.  How could anyone like you even exist?  Plus, it kind of seems like you were smarter as a kid or something?

Rittz:  You are killing the immersion right now.

Chuck:  Anyway these spirits are going to teach you a lesson about how you’re the worst character.

Skip, Billy, and Coach walk through the door dressed as the spirits of past, present, and future. They’re all going “ooooh.”

Rittz: Hey, if you’re REAL spirits how come you’re not floating and walking through walls and stuff?

Santa is seen outside Rittz’s bedroom window stifling his laughter.

Skip:  Come on man, Santa said he wouldn’t give us presents this year unless we did this.

Rittz sticks his head out the window and surprises Santa:  I knew it!

Santa flies away on a reindeer shaking his fist: I’ll get you next year, Rittz!  And your mother’s funeral was a hamfisted scenario!

Rittz puts his arms around everyone:  Haha, oh that Santa. Everyone knows that CHUCK is the worst character.

Everyone laughs except Chuck

MERRY CHRISTMAS