Man, he really showed that… very small section of roof…

Alarm. It’s what’s for dinner.

Well I wouldn’t say it’s ideal, no.

Your regularly scheduled obliteration will resume shortly.

Oh hey, try switching it off and on again. That always works.

He’s a charmer, that one.

INDEED!

That’s quite an important “however.”

No wrath today, apparently. But as a consolation, here’s myself, Paul Gravett and Karrie Fransman talking about experimental comics at Orbital in London.

Annnnny minute now. Nice big piece of doom. Honest.