Gomer is absolutely peerless when it comes to disrupting life at
Spirou Magazine, much to his boss Prunelle's and long-suffering Mr De
Mesmaeker's chagrin. But don't you go underestimating him! The truth
is that his laziness, his talent for invention and even his love of
animals - not to mention his antiquated lemon of a car- are perfectly
capable of spreading chaos anywhere, in any season. You can't even
imagine what he can do when it snows!
Welcome to the offices of Spirou Magazine. Everyone here is hard at work to keep the magazine ticking, from reporters to secretaries, including editor Fantasio and even, occasionally, Spirou himself. Everyone? Well, not quite... There's that office boy, Gomer. No one's entirely sure what his job description is, or how he got hired. One thing is certain, though: he's a walking disaster zone! From work-shirking scheme to disastrous invention, enter the hilarious world of the most famous layabout of all!
Nothing is ever simple with Gomer. Between his deplorable sense of timing, his absent-mindedness and his never-ending quest for new ways to avoid work, he causes a lot of fuses to blow - those of his colleagues, De Mesmaeker and poor Prunelle, of course, but also the actual ones at the office. And that is not at all to Alistair Bacus's taste - the accountant at Spirou Publishing ...
To work in the same building as a walking disaster like Gomer is no picnic. Between his `fun' chemistry experiments and his attempts at amateur rocketry, no one is spared - co-workers, secretaries, bosses, neighbours... We also discover that he's just as dangerous outside of work: day at the beach or in the country, weekend between friends or romantic outing - there's nowhere safe from the undisputed master of the goof!
Music soothes the wild beast ... and brings down walls! Among all
the things that make Gomer such a lovable rascal, there are two that
are instantly recognisable: his car, and his goofophone. His old
lemon, favourite target of the constabulary and every pedestrian's
nightmare, is responsible for half the pollution in town - as well as
many of the more ... exotic accidents. The rest of the latter are
mostly the result of the terrible `musical' instrument put together
by Gomer - stiff competition for the Trumpets of Jericho!