OK, this time I do kowtow to those of you who wanted more Omar. You got it. Yeah, I could have placed that final speech bubble to obscure his floppy wang, but… what fun is that?

Tomorrow his clothes will be back on. Or maybe not. Perhaps it will be a comic of him getting assrailed by Maria with a strap-on, and you’ll see the hairs on his ringmeat gripping a slimy black dildo.

Tune in to find out!

In other news involving weird sex, I really, really dig the shit out of this band, even though I have to look up their lyrics and then translate it on google. They’re like an Asian version of System Of A Down, but moreso.