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NEXT TIME: Supersize Slapfight

Click to enlarge that bottom pic and you’ll see that it is, in fact, the series’ first two-page spread. They’re bigger, they’re dumber, and they’ll be back the same time next week with at least two more pages!

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NEXT TIME: To Friendship’s Brink!

BAFOOM! Two more pages! We’re getting to the boiling point of this here fightin’ friendship, so tune in next week to see what happens. I guess that line applies to literally every week. I don’t really have much more to say here…

Oh yeah! I thought this would be fun to add to the post. This was one of those weeks where I thought my thumbnails were a little more effective than the final pages (82 in this case), but there are also some places I think the final page works better. It’s tough to recreate some of those good thumbnail facial expressions, though, which is why I try not to be too specific in them. See for yourself:

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NEXT TIME: Shadow of the Colossal Idiot

Well, I guess Wizz is dead. What if the series just ended like that, dead stop on page 80. I just need one more page in which I turn to the audience and demand applause. For real, though, tune in around this time next week to see what the hell happens!

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NEXT TIME: It’s a Sound Effect from Joe ‘n Mac, Okay?

Just in case you’re wondering what the heck BAFOOM means. I used to roar that a lot back in the SNES days. Anyway, I have to keep this quick because I’m actually off to TOKYO tomorrow morning (I’m typing this on Tuesday night)! This seems like another very appropriate page for my current location, so enjoy.

Thanks for reading!

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NEXT TIME: Trippin’

By the time you read this I’ll be back home in Louisville, KY, which is a treasure trove of basement junk that inspired this comic. Enjoy 4th of July weekend (if you’re in America… if not… don’t? No, enjoy the weekend in general!), and look forward to the results of ingesting P. Crystal’s spit next time.