Sheila, Lovecraft’s zombified ex-wife hasn’t entirely given up her crazy murderous ways.
While it’s true she’s currently taking her meds (zombies take meds?) the sad fact is that after a while everyone stops taking them. It’s only a matter of time before she snaps.
You’ll have to forgive the cut and paste on today’s comic, got home super late and this was the only way to get the comic out before I collapsed in a boneless heap of sleepy despair.
Holy crap I am tired. I really need to work harder on getting a buffer so I don’t have anymore of these late nights.
On the plus side we’ll get to see the character Sheila and her (Cough) assets (cough cough) for a while. You’d be surprised how many requests I get to bring her back to the comic strip… I’m almost up to double digits!
I hope to exercise some of my own personal demons with Sheila’s appearance in the strip….. I have so many that it may take a while. Isn’t it fun to be emotionally scarred kids?…. for life.
I’m going to bed.
Forced to go through your old wedding album and relive the horror of it all… super.
When your “done” with your scary zombie ex, why can’t she have the common decency to fall off the face of the Earth… Preferably onto something sharp and covered in lemon juice.
Sadly for Lovecraft that’s not going to happen.
When you end a relationship, don’t you just wish the other person would have the decency to fall off the face of the earth for you. That would be nice. But it always ends the same way.
Restraining orders,
Mace,
A frantic trip to the store for garbage bags and a side trip to the desert.
Then the chain smoking begins.
Relationships are fun….. right?…… RIGHT?
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