Basically I wasn't looking forward to drawing people talking on the phone, so I was thinking of more expressionist ways to visually explain the scene, and I thought of the Grinch's heart and it's three sizes and all, and then I figured what the hell, I'll just anthropomorphize it. Stupid acid flashbacks.
This may suprise some folks, but... current standings:
Lori: 5 (somehow doesn't do it for me, but the scene of her eating snow earned her a point and the scene of her throwing up the horns with wild hair and skimpy undies was worth two point [I usually only like to give out a point per strip, but the fact that the panel was immediately preceeded by her in monastic robes somehow helped])
Mary: 6 (she's so bitter and she doesn't even know it, but at the same time she's a damned awesome person when pushed(that's like +2 or 3), and she throws a good punch, and she's actually quite hot (she may not have Mel's boobies, but there's something about the way her hips are drawn that makes them significantly more appealing to me than any of the other characters') and has got that awesome butterfly tattoo)
Mel: 8 (Cuthbert is awesome, boobies, painfully hot/overdone butterfly tattoo on the back, music knowledge, pigtails (don't ask), and I think she had the coolest keenlace thinger)
If anyone's wondering why the points don't add up, one point is awarded for being female and another point for being a living human character (there's some odd creatures in webcomics). And nope, the above sketch didn't help Mary's standing. Somehow Mary's appeal lies beyond her chest. *a planet explodes because, careless Frat boy I am, I say something besides boobs may determine a girl's worth* Though you totally rock my socks for having done that. High-larry-ous. *bows down to the Duff* Now if you'll excuse me, I have some Downtown Brown microbrew to consume and some work to drown in. Adieu.
And we have an extra point awarded to all of our lovely participents. *reailzes how much time he's wasted on ranking imaginary girls on how attracted he is to them* Hmm... I suddenly feel a dire need to do something either helpful, meaningful, or both in order to conteract my previous frivolity.
Now that gaint oaf, on the other hand, has no idea how to throw a proper punch. I think he's big enough that it don't matter though... Gotta appreaciate how the quiet guy shows his mettle by trying to intervene on behalf of his buddy there.
Edit: On a random side note, I just saw a biography of Kafka illustrated by R. Crumb at my school bookstore today. I was so very tempted, but broke-ness stopped me from increasing the size of my already intimidating reading queue.