A majority of the mediocre television I ingest is super-power flavored. The Flash may contain enough nutritive content to be part of a balanced diet. Fact is, as someone who experienced the 90s, I won’t trust the CW. Ergo, I’ve not seen The Flash. Luckily, viewership is not a prerequisite to make bad Flash puns or to discuss the ramifications of its time travel use. Just blame Will for inaccuracies.
Your weekly dose of bonus panel is, as always, hiding beneath the star icon. This week, I made a second bonus panel that benefits from having seen the show, or so Will tells me.
Couple nights before we wrote this comic, the lovely Blaze and I received a shipment glutted with bubble wrap. Not wanting to let it go to waste, we decided to play a game where we’d lay out a 10ft strip on the floor, mark a halfway point, and race to see who could stomp all of their bubbles first. It was tremendous for the first 15 or so seconds. I’m confident I was going to win. But our meddling downstairs neighbor had to come and remind us that she existed.
This is all to say, I’m pretty sure we’re these people.