If you’ve ever needed a comic that feels like a mental palate cleanser, 'Rubes' is it. The strips are standalone but loosely connected by their shared universe of talking animals and sentient objects. A typical gag might involve a cow debating the merits of moo-nlighting as a standup comedian, or a chicken crossing the road… only to realize the punchline was inside her all along. The humor’s dry, often meta, and unafraid to poke fun at everything from office culture to cosmic irony. I adore how Rubin’s art style—deceptively simple—lets the jokes shine without unnecessary clutter. It’s like 'The Far Side' meets Monty Python, with a dash of existential whimsy.
I stumbled upon 'Rubes' during a late-night webtoon binge, and it instantly grabbed me with its surreal humor. The comic follows a cast of anthropomorphic animals—mostly rabbits—living in a bizarre, almost dreamlike world where logic takes a backseat to absurdity. Think of it as a mix between 'Alice in Wonderland' and a caffeine-fueled doodle session. The 'plots' are more like vignettes: one strip might feature a rabbit philosophizing about carrots while standing on a floating island, and the next could have a duck selling existential dread door-to-door. It’s less about linear storytelling and more about the sheer joy of weirdness.
What I love is how creator Leigh Rubin packs so much personality into minimalist art. The jokes range from groan-worthy puns to genius-level wit, and half the fun is spotting the hidden quirks in the background. If you’re into comics that don’t overexplain and leave room for your imagination to fill in the gaps, 'Rubes' is a gem. It’s the kind of series that makes you snort-laugh, then pause to wonder if you just witnessed deep commentary or pure nonsense.
Imagine if someone distilled the essence of internet humor into a comic strip, but with the warmth of hand-drawn art. That’s 'Rubes' for you. The 'plot,' if you can call it that, thrives on subverting expectations. A rabbit might spend four panels building up to a profound revelation… only to conclude that socks are society’s greatest mystery. The animals aren’t just characters; they’re vessels for Rubin’s playful satire. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve screenshot a strip to send to friends mid-rant about, say, tax season or avocado toast trends. It’s the perfect blend of silly and smart.
Leigh Rubin’s 'Rubes' feels like browsing a meme archive that somehow gained sentience. The comic’s 'plot' is an ever-expanding tapestry of one-off jokes, recurring themes (like the perpetually confused rooster), and visual puns so bad they loop back to brilliance. My favorite? A strip where a snail mails itself as a 'slow delivery' package. It’s nonsense, but the kind that sticks with you, like an earworm for your funny bone.
'Rubes' is like that friend who tells a joke so absurd you can’t help but laugh. The comic’s charm lies in its unpredictability: no two strips follow the same formula. One day it’s a penguin running a失败的心理咨询热线, the next it’s a tree complaining about its 'leafy' workload. The lack of a overarching plot might frustrate some, but for me, it’s freeing—each strip is a tiny surprise package.
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“Does your husband know you’re taking my cock and moaning my name like a good bad girl? Does he know?”
My toes curled as his deep octave dropped sensation into my body, p**sy dripping with every thrust he made deeper into my c*unt. My back arched off the bed, and my lips parted… body trembling as every thrust moved me closer to my orgasm.
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I didn’t mean to fuck him, but I did. And one night of reckless pleasure suddenly turned into reality.
It should have been nothing but a nightmare… but what happened when that nightmare came back as your nemesis, taking and claiming you in every corner… right where your husband could hear you?
I should not want him.
I should not like the way his lips part my legs open.
I should not like the way his tongue moved against my skin, or the way he parted me open and ruined me till I’m nothing but a trembling mess… but I did. Because he made sure I realized how helpless every inch of my body longed for him.
This is not your road to salvation.
This is your way to damnation.
And here… we offer smut and plot, so join me as I drip, wipe, and smirk.
Thank you.
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******** This book is strictly for mature audience. *********
I wish I could name this. But I can't. He is cruelly handsome, amazingly rich and undoubtedly a drug. He came into my life uninvited,forced himself into me physically and mentally. He broke every wall I built around my bruised soul. He brought the light I never asked for. Now the walls are down and love took a stroll, he left me shattered, crumbled and broken beyond repair.
Spoiled Alpha's son, Caleb Grant, is shocked to discover his fated mate roaming lost and alone in the forest. She's human, and she's still a child. Confused and disappointed, Caleb is compelled to protect the vulnerable human, who assumes he's nothing more than a regular wolf. In this tale of fantasy and adventure, Caleb learns to appreciate that soulmates can be friends before they can become lovers, leading a double life as Alpha to the Lakewood pack, and Ruby's beloved pet, Storm. Tragedy forces them apart, and as Ruby reaches her 18th birthday, the time has come for Caleb to reveal his secret. Will Ruby accept the man as she did the wolf, or is their love doomed to fail?
“He pressed me to the wall with one hand tight around my throat, the other sliding beneath the thin silk clinging to my skin. I should’ve been begging for help. Instead, my knees went weak when he leaned in, his mouth hot against my ear.
‘Does it hurt, darling?’ he whispered.
I shook my head, even as his fingers left bruises.
‘Good. I like it when you take it.’
God, I hated him.
God, I wanted him to never let go.”
A DARK, EROTIC TALE OF OBSESSION, HUMILIATION, AND HUNGER.
They called him the Devil, a sadist with a crooked smile and hands built for breaking men. In the underworld’s most perverse auction, Luca Ruelle is nothing but trembling prey, sold for a price no soul should fetch. Silk-wrapped, bare, choking on shame and smoke, he should be praying for rescue.
But Kain Astor doesn’t rescue. He claims, corrupts, and devours.
He teaches Luca how it feels to be owned. How pain can bloom where fear lives. How pleasure is just another kind of cruelty. Every command is a dare, every punishment a promise. Under Kain’s hands, Luca learns the exquisite agony of surrender, and the terror of how badly he needs it.
He should be fighting for his life.
Instead, he’s sinking to his knees, eyes glazed, lips parted, whispering the one word that seals his fate—
“Please.”
Lily Christian’s former lover had cheated on her, resulting in five wasted years of their relationship going down the drain. Her former lover and his new b*tch even conspired to take advantage of Lily Christian, so what else could she do besides make them pay for what they did and reclaim everything that belonged to her? It was time for payback!A man wrapped his arms around Lily Christian’s waist as he instigated, “Honey, you’re being too soft on them. Why don’t I buy you a bulldozer so you can run them over with it?”Lily Christian was shocked, yet from that moment on, with the man’s help, she began to plan her revenge.
Leigh Rubin is the brilliant mind behind 'Rubes', that quirky, offbeat comic strip that’s been tickling funny bones since the 80s. His humor leans into absurdity, often featuring animals with hilariously human perspectives—like cows pondering existential dilemmas or chickens plotting world domination. What I love about Rubin’s work is how he turns everyday observations into surreal punchlines. It’s not just slapstick; there’s a cleverness to the way he subverts expectations.
I first stumbled upon 'Rubes' in a local newspaper as a kid, and it instantly stood out from the more formulaic strips. Rubin’s style feels like a mix of 'Far Side' vibes and his own distinctive voice. Over the years, he’s expanded beyond newspapers into books and merchandise, but the core of his comedy remains delightfully unpredictable. If you’re into dry wit with a side of the bizarre, his stuff’s a goldmine.