This comic marks the end of this continuity.  I have no idea where we are going after this, but I do know that I am moving all weekend and that internet access will be sparse.  You might get pictures of Carter naked. 9 panels.

Also, the last three panels of this strip were made as a strange punctuation that Carter had nothing to do with.  I would have presented it to him, were I not running around like a jerk, trying to get things accomplished.   Such as…

Internet in the new place.  I am about as sick of setting up internet as a person can be.  Why the fuck can’t I tell them that I just don’t care about their “Double Stuffed Freedom Package” and move on?  An hour on the phone is too much.  I’m trying to set up a very basic service, people.  As I type this, an inane, rehearsed, unenthusiastic sales pitch is being shrieked into my ear by, what can only be described as, a Chilean chicken-wrangling midget.  I’m positive.

Alright, I gotta go.