No comic this week. Erika’s dog has gone from getting diagnosed with giant tumor, to emergency surgery where we expected either lose her or have to put her down from cancer, to miraculously coming through and now maybe is going to be okay…in less than 48 hours. I am physically and emotionally SPENT.
I hope that the writer does learn to spell at some point. “Disint*e*grate”, “conqu*e*r”.
…At least your costume looks cool…