Endtown by Aaron Neathery for November 02, 2018

Another battered victim cracks up. Wally looks alarmed.

Yikes! We got to get out of here if it’s the last thing we ever do.

..The Candyman can….

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?!?!?!?!/!! What’s happening to Wally is weird even for Aaron Marx standards.

“I always wanted to be ginger.” – Greebo, from Witches Abroad.

That’s the way the cookie crumbles, Wally..

Don’t bite his head off Aaron.

sometimes that’s the way the cookie crumbles…

He could have moved a bit faster then.

“G” SNAP out of it Wally! This isn’t a COOKIE CUTTER dream, it’s a KNIFES-MARE! Don’t SUGAR-COAT this story Aaron, please make it a SWEET relief for Wally to wake up!

Symbolism? I don’t know anymore. Someone tell me when the cliffhangers make sense.

Oh for pity’s sake…Marx just wanted a light for his cigar??!

All realities come to an end.

Is this Aaron ’s way of doing away with another favorite character?

Treat him gingerly.

Obviously a nightmare—-hopefully not induced because he’s lying in the Great Waste starving and dehydrated.

I refuse to speculate. I’m just going to sit here very quietly until Monday and hope for the best.

Now we got a cookie “virus”. Guess the cannibals can now have some dessert too.

Let me guess; they do NOT use cookies to enhance our experience.

I sense a fluffy tailed wake up in the offing….. ;-)

I love it when things get wierd…er.

Oh great, yet another problem.

Oh, Fudge!

Yes, I know he’s turning into gingerbread, but all the good ones were taken.

So going from grey scale to living color, just in time to become sliced gingerbread.

Wally was given his first dittos by Aaron Marx. Marx sees Wally as a student convert. If Marx has his way, Wally will soon also prefer a flask of liquor instead of love and marriage.

I just noticed the patch on his shirt has tuned into a peppermint disc. It took staring at his new gingerbread body to notice it.

I wonder if Aaron’s grooming Wally to take his place in manipulating Endtown?

This has been a cut up comic so far, …

Hold your horses, he said.