And the best part of all, this whole drawn out exchange could have been completely avoided if JUST ONE OF THEM had thought to use the word “pigeon”!
Sorry for all the lateness. I don’t know what’s wrong with me – artistic constipation, I guess. Not much of an excuse, but there it is.
Next page is already in the inking phase though, so there should be NOTHING that keeps me from missing Thursday.
Space meteors, prove me wrong!