Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh. What a way to end a shift of guest writing. I was all excited when the endless arc of comic book nonsense had finally sputtered out. And I would have been completely content if we didn’t see Darin or Mopey Pete again anytime soon.
Instead we get this nonsensical glurge, in a extra drawn out Sunday nonsense-fest. First Mindy practices horrible robot dialogue while preparing to show Pete some more sexy pics.
Then it takes her five plus panels to actually get her phone unlocked. And Pete is not only an annoying douche, he doesn’t even know how annoying and douchey he is.
Or he DOES know, and somehow pissing Mindy off is the hottest turn on for him. Look at that last panel. That is one horrible Charlie Brown grin lusting over a frigid block of annoyance.
Beckoning Chasm is up to bat starting tomorrow. Good luck buddy! Who wants to guess that our trip to the book fair was just a brief reprieve from the Atomik Komix Nuclear Winter?