Gotta be the first time I’ve ever rendered myself with amble bosoms. I suspect it shan’t be the last.

Hm. Considering yesterdays strip, it would appear I’m on something of a bosom kick. Not really a conscious attempt to put bosoms at the forefront of my comic, the bosoms just kinda popped up. Um, not that there’s anything wrong with bosoms. I think bosoms are great. Grand, even. Ah, but not, like, in a pervy way. In a normal, healthy, bosom-enjoying way. Um… right, no bosoms next time, I think…

So yeah, acquiring a proper quantity sleep at the right hours is proving more difficult than it oughta. As a result, you get something more akin to a fever dream than a proper joke. The management apologizes for this state of affairs, and promises that it won’t happen again. At least, not until it happens again. Then all bets are off.