Long time reader, first time posting. I just wanted to thank you for all the laughs you provided us with! I love your comic, no clue how you manage to keep going and still keep delivering high quality entertainment! I’ll buy you a beer if you’re ever in the neighbourhood.
I actually made a lot of good friends who I first met while crossing swords (historical reenactment)! Would be weird to define our friendship WITHOUT trying to stab one another…
That’s it, Adam. You’ve upset the National Sword Association. You’re going down.
Don’t mess with the NSA.
Wait…
Woah…
Heh… he can’t process alcohol without a liver.
That pun is kind of awesome.
So…. if he can’t process alcohol anymore, one bottle and he will stay drunk forever?
Can’t see the disadvantage here…
All things considered, he probably would be drunk for the rest of his life.
Long time reader, first time posting. I just wanted to thank you for all the laughs you provided us with! I love your comic, no clue how you manage to keep going and still keep delivering high quality entertainment! I’ll buy you a beer if you’re ever in the neighbourhood.
Many thanks!
Thanks!
“I’ll buy you a beer.”
Sounds ominous given the comic.
Ouch. Which is more painful, being stabbed in the gut, or the pun in the final panel?
Given that I wasn’t the one stabbed in the gut, the pun wins.
Fencing is pretty rad though. ‘specially with sabres as slashes score points.
An armed society is a polite society – be it knives, swords, guns, or cabers.
It’s a good thing we’re not all armed with cabers, though. It would get awfully tiring.
All our arms would be huge!
HA! Just realized; double pun.
Glad to see my friendships aren’t the only ones that look like panel 2
not quite at the panel 3-level relationship…yet…
Cabers? Isn’t a caber a type of log people toss for fun? What kind of neighborhood do you live in where people threaten each other with a caber?
I don’t know what neighborhood, but their local hernia surgeon has got to be effin’ rich!
A Scottish neighborhood, obviously.
You see a guy carrying a caber around – you tend to leave that guy alone.
I actually made a lot of good friends who I first met while crossing swords (historical reenactment)! Would be weird to define our friendship WITHOUT trying to stab one another…
As a LARPer, I am inclined to disagree. Stabbings HELP friendships!