WTF? I ended the Jay strips almost a year ago, and he's still getting cameos? LIVE IN THE NOW, PEOPLE!

...and thinks, "I want to get me some of that action?
Some sort of moron with mental health issues, one would assume. Well, with God as my witness, I AM THAT MORON!

So. I borrowed Jay from Flem Comics. James, whose blog I follow, but who has no knowledge of my existence, is also currently trying to get his book published. I can't wait until it comes out (assuming a publisher is gutsy enough to take it on), because it looks like it's going to be awesome.

What's that? The note should be about the comic? Oh, very well. If you insist.
Once again I have decided that it would be a hoot to ink the damn comic with a thick, chunky ole sharpie. I clearly like pain. This is why I do these things to myself. Also, Photoshop is a son of a goathandler, and crashed when I was halfway through this comic. I am filled with hate.