So I am terrible at having comics done on time. But sometimes my friends wnat me to do stuff with them and I'm all "Guys I can't do stuff I'm on a deadline!" and they're all "... What happens if you don't get it done by the deadline... that you set for yourself?" and then I'm all "Well... people will think poorly of me? I don't know" and then I usually just go do stuff with them. Of course in this situation there is no one who made me do things... I just sat around drawing cats instead of working. So the imaginary cats said it to me, I guess.
Next Tuesday we can once again follow the earth adventures of the fabulous space musicians, TWRP! Next time: Do they finally find the Device and end everything? Haha! NOPE. NEVER.
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