Come…dry your eyes. For you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly. Dry your eyes…and let’s go home.

— Dr. Manhattan
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Page 70

Just a note: I’m going to run the comic straight through the holidays, since the gang seems to be on a roll. (Ha.)

There’s some bad timing in that, however. My favorite page in this chapter is the next one, and it’s going to show up the day after Christmas. Oh, well. I should have spotty internet access, so I’ll be around.

Hope you all enjoy the holidays!

↓ Transcript
Girii: Jacob! What are you doing?
Jacob: Arranging transportation. And a reason to use it.
Roger voiceover: ...meanwhile, about three blocks behind us...
Keeba: What do you mean, they 'Went shopping'?

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Discussion (4)¬

  1. Sonja says:

    Ha, this is great!

    And great that you will keep on during Christmas.

    But when will poor Girii get her new clothes?

  2. Remus Shepherd says:

    Just a note, folks — if you put a link in your post, it’s going to need a moderator (me) to approve it before it shows up. That’s the only way to stop the ad spam. And since my access will be spotty over the holidays…well, you may want to post without links for now.

  3. Shouldn’t you have to print a captcha before posting?
    Wait till them lil Chinamen get ahold of your blog,
    (russkies are even worse). I used to erase forty links to porn sites every day! But the worst was the one advertising bot software to get around captchas…