(Author’s Note): I hope you guys RRRRRRR satisfied with the unmitigated disaster this strip has become. (Illustrator’s Note): I forgot to add handles to the helm, the first time arround. I corrected that this time. Wheel chock that up to being part of the pirate’s upgrades.
(Author’s Note): Looks like someone hasn’t taken Driver’s Ed. yet. (Illustrator’s Note): Of course I made the cop’s time machine a T.A.R.D.I.S. but I only just now realized that I gave the COP a POLICE box.
(Author’s Note): There, the timeline is all fixed now! (Illustrator’s Note): Let’s recap: We’ve sent people through time by punching them, been eaten by dinosaurs, brought dinosaurs into the Reconnaissance, been captured by time traveling, futuristic, flying space pirates, and now we’re going to go watch a sports event with Tyrannosaurs in Business suits… DID… Continue reading 361-Dinocity
(Author’s Note): There, we fixed the timeline. You happy now? (Illustrator’s Note): Don’t ask how a dinosaur ends up with a mustache because I am not about to try to wrap my head around that one. Not after everything else we’ve dealt with this chapter.
Alright, it’s happened. My county finally issued a shutdown to slow the spread of this gosh darn thing. At the time I’m writing this, the county will be effectively closed at 8 PM Thursday 26th. I’ve thrown this post together quickly before focusing my attention on packing to go be with family for however long… Continue reading Quarantined
(Author’s Note): It’s all the same except for everything that’s different. (Illustrator’s Note): Finally managed to get the whole tech fiasco under control. Sorry about the lack of a strip, last week. Maybe we can just chock this up to being an April Fools prank? Yeah, I totally did that on purpose…