There’s some kind of “elevator pitch” pun here that I can’t quite find my way to making.

Top robot stag do tip for the day: no matter how friendly the bar, always virus scan your drinks.

I always thought 258 was too good for 257, but what do I know?

So somehow I accidentally ended up giving last week’s strip the title “A Good Purging” even though that’s actually a line of dialogue from this week. Oops!

I’m really trying to hit my “making up space names” quota with this chapter.

A big thank you to my wife for introducing me to this enjoyably odd dutch saying.

But evil doppelgangers have to have little evil mustaches, right? Otherwise things could get really confusing.

Chapter 8 begins! And it looks like X-2 needs to have a little word with… X-2? Hmmz!

Hmm… that giant robotic elephants sure looks a little familiar…

Can you spot the three differences in the ship design between panel 2 and 4? (I drew it, and still have difficulty spotting the most subtle one).