Mike:
Seriously folks, you have no idea the shit we went through to turn one year old. But, as is my wont, I'll work to enlighten you. Imagine, if you will, the Florida Everglades. Drain the moisture from these treasured wetlands, and evacuate all the precious critters that live within. Proceed to refill the area with fecal matter of a variety of species.

Now, we wait for nightfall, allowing the Floridian heat and humidity to work its wonders upon this substance, and order the staff to scour the area looking for chunks of driveway gravel. How many you ask? Let's say 8.

Only when we procure all the gravel will the waste disappear and permit us to celebrate our first birthday as a website. Further, we must walk slowly because of course, it's dark, and we could lose our nifty shit-walking boots in the muck if we go too fast.

But here we are, freshly showered and one year old, for YOU folks. All for you. And Bryan because, well, to keep him looking for gravel, we promised we'd take him to DisneyLand. Cheers, all.

Matt:
Sorry for the late comic this week, it seems Illustrator didn't like me yesterday and when I went to save the inked version it complained about lack of memory and crashed, so I had to re-ink the entire comic. Plus I had to work last night so I didn't have time to finish it up. Yet more proof God hates us.

Mike Twomey - Artist

Matt Schraeder - Inker/Photoshopper