Check out the elasticity of that shirt. Even the ravenous teeth of the belly does not tear the fabric. We tested that shirt against the maws of the most dangerous animals on the planet. Including the dreaded water deer.

No blood is safe.

I apologize for the lateness of today’s comic, but there were these petitioners at my door, selling some sort of baked drug. Disguised as female children, these narcotic dealers had to be appeased and driven from my neighborhood, lest they lower property values. Thankfully, they accepted pure ethanol as payment and left me in peace.

Now I have to replenish my stash. I should be done by Thursday.