Saturday November 4, 2000
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness — BOARDERS!!
The author would like to point out that while visions of sapient creatures getting their heads blown off are distasteful, and indicative of a tortured mind, he (the author) is actually quite discreet by nature, and is very, very sane. It's just that this strip was drawn and colored a mere 24 hours after a 150-minute, 50 mile commute from Salt Lake City to Orem, following 5 hours of wedding. The stress was a bit much, and rather than going all road-ragey on I-15, he took it out on a helpless attorney drone.

He feels much better now, even if he is still talking about himself in the third person

Transcript

KFDA commando: Hold it right there, Tagon. You want to settle out of court over this mishap, and so do we. But I won't let you shoot this attorney.
Attorney Drone 1: HAH!
KFDA commando: This hive-minded drone brought us here, and is under our protection. You might say this fiasco is his responsibility, and he is ours.
KFDA commando: In short, you can't kill him, because I want to.
Attorney Drone 1: Uh-oh.
Narrator: Justice may not flow from the barrel of a gun, but poetic justice is another matter.
SFX: (KFDA's gun firing) BBBBBBLAM
Attorney Drone 1: (head exploding) AIEEURK
Footnote: The author would like to point out that while visions of sapient creatures getting their heads blown off are distasteful, and indicative of a tortured mind, he (the author) is actually quite discreet by nature, and is very, very sane. It's just that this strip was drawn and colored a mere 24 hours after a 150-minute, 50 mile commute from Salt Lake City to Orem, following 5 hours of wedding. The stress was a bit much, and rather than going all road-ragey on I-15, he took it out on a helpless attorney drone. He feels much better now, even if he is still talking about himself in the third person