Sorry the comic was a little late to day folks, I have space plague. I get sick pretty much every time I fly anywhere so my monthly trips to Wellington are punching my immune system in the face.

For the record, jiu-jitsu (Brazilian or otherwise) is of limited use against cephalopods of all sizes; no limbs to break and no necks to choke. I hope this information is of use to you a some point in your life.

It’s also not a guest comic. Due to some timey-wimey-wibbly-wobbly occurrences that the Doctor would be proud of, they’re going to happen sometime soon but I’m worried that I’m incapable of knowing where the guest strips are and when they are at the same time.

I’m working on a recommendations page at the moment so keep leaving suggestions and I’ll add them in as soon as that page is live and assuming I don’t die of space plague* in the near future. I will keep you posted.

Until next week Ftagnauts, keep being awesome.

– Andrew

 

* My wife insists that I have the flu, but I maintain that sentient space plague is a vastly more likely cause of my discomfort.