The plot thickens, I’d write more about today’s comic, but holy crap it’s late, and I’ve been working on the roof so I’m…. Itchy, smelly, cranky… Kinda like a zombie myself (Only I’m devastatingly handsome and have fewer flies crawling over me).

Also since I got my pen back this comic took way less time to draw in illustrator. That fills me with joy.

…I lied. I have more flies.