Miss Me?
The “boy king” returns with (literally) Excalibur strapped to his hip. Could we have laid it on any more thick, if we tried? Seriously. It hit me, just this evening, as I laid eyes on the finished, lettered page for the first time.
It is good to have the kid back SMILING, though, isn’t it?
Be here NEXT WEEK for a page you have to SEE to BELIEVE!
Till next time…
-Matt-
An Eternite key? No one noticed there was a key slot in the steering wheel this entire time?
Normally, that’s where they feed in the quarters to keep the thing running.
He has been groomed for command- he has been forced through an identity crisis- he now knows exactly who and what he is and what he believes in. This is his moment. Giga Reich, it’s about to hit the fan… and YOU are running out of Hitlers…
As usual, Sarge…I couldn’t have said it better myself!
Time to strut your stuff, Joe!
Soooo… does he separate the twins? (slowly with two teams of horses?) or does he add new perforations to the punk? (Que a Feldmarschall yelling, “Ve are goingk to need a nudder Adolf!”)
I’d be so screwed.
I always lose my keys.
“Hold on a minute, I’m sure I put the only way to save us around here somewhere…”