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If I happen to accidentally steal one of these for my own private usage, I promise to buy Bob Holt a beer next time I see him on the street.
That was Bay’s best work. Ever.
I always hated those things. They’re like fake caramels.
I’m really enjoying Cursoe’s existential crisis.
This is the weirdest, sickest comic strip of them all. And my very favorite.
I’m going to make some toast.
Probably not weirder than usual.
The story of my beagles and me.