Page 3-20 is up, as is Birdâ„¢.
Sooo…the wheels on the comic creation train screeched to a halt the last few weeks. Why? Because I decided to blow out some candles for my birthday recently, and wouldn’t you know it—the universe hit back with a little gift of its own. Got slammed by the notorious bug whose name rhymes with ‘blovid blineteen.’
Here’s some free advice: get your shots, mask up, or at the very least, don’t be that tool who thinks they’re above it all.
