Ten years ago I decided I wanted to make this idea into a a t-shirt. Today it occurs to me that I have a store to sell t-shirts I design. There was a sound of grinding gears and a smell of friend chicken which gave way to this comic. The t-shirt will be soon to follow.
The past two weeks have been something else. First no comic because I was sick, then no comic because I had to catch up the school work I missed, and now I’m sick again. But enough of this whiny shit. You good people deserve hilarity and I promise to bring you SOMETHING on the proper appointed days even if, like tonight, I’m out of my head on a combination of cold medicine and Mountain Dew. Now I have to go because there is a hippo making flapjacks in my living room and have to build a soap box derby racer with my old landlord.