I Griffin 17x11 ★

Upstairs, Brian was pacing back and forth in Stewie’s room, clutching a stack of the same 17x11 paper.

Stewie didn’t look up from his laser rifle calibration. "Yes, Brian, nothing says 'brilliant literary breakthrough' quite like a dog using massive sheets of paper to draw himself looking out of rainy windows in high resolution. It’s absolutely groundbreaking." I Griffin 17x11

"I’m telling you, Stewie, this is the perfect format for my graphic novel," Brian insisted, tapping his paws together. "The 17x11 dimensions allow for a sweeping, cinematic flow that regular comic books simply cannot achieve. It speaks to the vast, existential emptiness of the modern dog." Upstairs, Brian was pacing back and forth in

"Silence, Meg! You don't understand the complex spatial geometry of the 17x11 canvas!" Peter snapped. He turned back to his giant sheet of paper, where he had crudely drawn a stick figure on a bicycle labeled 'ME' flying over a giant shark labeled 'REALI-TIE'. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to finish my masterpiece. I call it The Great Leap Forward of Peter Griffin ." It’s absolutely groundbreaking