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gad dang walky have some genre savviness, you’re saying a heck of a lot of easily-ironic things right now anyway that’s why i’ve been tagging that one guy as nigel
I mean, bonus. Not only does he have a direction for his pile of barely-contained anger, but that direction is Walky!
Man, I do not remember this section of the story at all. I had to read ahead to see what else I’d forgotten. It’s been entirely too long, and also I don’t come back to refresh myself on this story […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
ha ha ha ha, Dina’s sassy little whisper is way easier to read in a larger strip with a full color palette Don’t take Walky’s shit, Dina! He’s being a fuckass.
this is like that one time i really wanted to eat a sandwich but then my kids threw up and so i didn’t get to eat my sandwich
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