Fun fact: unlike Captain Type O Negative over there, I get sick at the sight of my own blood. That means I’ve done my very best to avoid having to see it up close, be it in the open air or going through a tube into a plastic bag.
I haven’t fainted at the sight of it but I’ve had my blood pressure fall all of a sudden and things go black before my eyes for a moment. Very macho, I know.
Next week: a bit of filler art so I can catch up on thumbnailing the next chapter of the bird story.



Ah, good. No needles – my only (that’s a lie) weakness.
Anyway, good comic! I especially like the anti-climax opening and the over-dramatic ending. Nice colors, too.