So I have bad news. I was going to have a comic for yesterday…then today…but now it looks like I will have to push it back until Monday. I’m sorry wonderful people. This is where I would bribe you if I were naught but a poor artist panhandling on the streets on the internets.
As a punishment I’m being brought into the woods and forced to live off the cold and barren land of a state called WESKoUNSon. Dear God, should I survive, it will be an act of pure luck I assure you.
The exact location of my exile? Devil’s Lake. Ohhhhh. I swear there better be both in plain view as I arrive or I will march the nearest keeper of the peace and demand blood. Seriously. And maybe bears with tiny vests. That would quell my rage as well. If this happens though, boy will there ever be pictures!
See you Monday interfriends!
Fearful of sunshine,