You know I tend to limit my comments on this blog because I'm afraid my constant praise will start to blend together and sound like meaningless repetition. I don't care how much you say this blog is too much like other similar properties, this stuff is gold.
Weird. As I read this one, it's 3 o'clock in the afternoon and Jack is sitting next to me, holding a fly swatter, vigilantly guarding me from a moth he saw a few minutes ago.
There was a GIANT and i mean GIANT moth on our garage door window. He was so huge you would pee your pants. I think he was about 6-8 inches accross. I can't remember what kind it was, but it looked like an alien.
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It's gross when you smash a moth and it turns into powder!
You know I tend to limit my comments on this blog because I'm afraid my constant praise will start to blend together and sound like meaningless repetition. I don't care how much you say this blog is too much like other similar properties, this stuff is gold.
Weird. As I read this one, it's 3 o'clock in the afternoon and Jack is sitting next to me, holding a fly swatter, vigilantly guarding me from a moth he saw a few minutes ago.
@jon, what?!
@justin, thanks a lot man, it means a lot
@matt, i need a moth guard too. no matter what, there's always one hiding near my drawing table
There was a GIANT and i mean GIANT moth on our garage door window. He was so huge you would pee your pants. I think he was about 6-8 inches accross. I can't remember what kind it was, but it looked like an alien.
BTW, love your wiggly arms in the first panel.
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