You know one time I was at the zoo. My grandma was there too. I asked her for a popsicle. You know, the cherry kind. I love cherry kind. She said no.
So I sold her to a third world country.
Eat your vegetables, kids.
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I have been unable to predict what will happen in each successive page. It’s certainly entertaining, but I was not expecting the grandma-murder.
Murder? You think I’m that cruel? I digress! She’s just in a vegetative state for the rest of her life! You know… like Stephen Hawking. Except without the respect… or kick-ass voice.
The respect is optional, but not having that voice is a fate worse than death.
except stephen hawking isn’t in a vegetative state.
Of the first panel. The scene at a glance displays an illustration of a car that houses three distinct entities. In a leftward oriented sequence they include the following: A presumably young woman cast as the driver, and further sporting a look of concealing glee that seems to imply willfull ignorance of a recent event pertaining to some relvant action she has taken. Second, a young man dons a far away stare, a tell tale sign of some devestation to which he has born witness. Third, a second young ruffian bound in redundant lengths of rope whose features scream “ennui”. The succesive panels tell a story.
Yes yes, that is indeed what is being displayed here. I commend you for your analytic break down. Hypothetical beverages for all!
I like where this is going……
This is amazing so far… keep up the amazing work you talented bastard!
Goddamit every single page and i fall a little more in love with this comic