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As for this comic…
Running behind schedule due to real life stuff, but getting it done in the end. And yes, the irony-aware among you will notice that Colin’s distraction over his role as babysitter occurs when he is completely failing to watch his baby. So he can’t even get that right.
Someone has to watch the little one while the rest do all of the difficult stuff for this plan to work.
It’s a job, right?
Well, we don’t know what Mirands’s assignment is yet.
Perhaps it’s the same as Don Cheadle as Basher Tarr in Ocean’s 11 and Colin has to make sure things don’t go Big-Badda-Boom.
Oof. Not even the Wheelman.
Tragic, I know. Though he’ll try for an upgrade.
And Puck is the muscle, right?
Of course!
I assume comms was taken.
We’ve got comms covered. We need someone for diaper duty.
The world needs ditch diggers too.
Or else you don’t got ditches. And can you imagine a world without ditches? WHERE WOULD WE DUMP THE BODIES?
Probably acid vats and then grind up whatever is left.
Of course that is just a personal preference.
Dexter preferred dismemberment and deep-sixing.
Each to their own.
Can the raccoon read his assignment folder?
Might read. Might eat. We’ll see.