Once in awhile, if you’re like me (in which case I’m sorry), there’s nothing that does the trick like a little bit of gross-out humor. It’s old-school in the extreme, sure, but that doesn’t mean it can’t have something to say about not just personal struggles but contemporary life in general when done well, and that’s where Mike Centeno and his self-published mini, The Cutaneous Adventures Of P.L. Dermes, come into the picture.

Well, almost. This book’s uniquely elongated format is tough to get “into the picture” in a physical sense, presenting as it does one four-panel strip per one-sided page on blue paper between yellow covers, all riso-printed, but admittedly fun presentation aside, it’s the fact that its contents are pretty tough to get out of your head that makes it worth your time — provided you’re equipped with a reasonably strong constitution, of course.

These strips originally…