I still have a cold. This kind of shit is easy to do when I’m all obliterated by NyQuil.

BUT I AM FEELING BETTER. So the comic should resume soon on the plot. I may end the week out with bad gun jokes, because at this point, fuck it. Trying to salvage this week will be like trying to make a birthday cake out of a dog turd.

Gugh. My fuckin’ sinuses. UGH.

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