Is it me. or does Scapula look kind of cute in the last panel?
Also, it’s a shame we didn’t get to see Miserable making any contributions of significance.
And, may I also congratulate Scapula on actually succeeding in intimidating someone for the first time EVER? *pops champagne*
Awwwww, idn’t he da cyooootest widdle bastard, yes he is!
Little Miss’ contribution seemed to be just being the “wheelman” (old lingo for the getaway driver), and maybe provide comic relief…y’know, if she wasn’t so MISERABLE all the time.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s champagne time! Who wants a mimosa?
“Thank you,” well at least no-one can say Scap wasn’t a gentleman about it, eh?
Finally Edgar shows some guts…in the face of a harmless teenage girl. Well, its progress anyway.
Here’s hoping we’ve seen the last of Mona at least. I hope Scap isnt planning to let the SMDL fall apart again. Until the loony feminist brigade made a mess of things I think they might actually have been doing better than usual. Now the danger’s past, Scap, go rescue your comrades!
What a little squeal. All she had to do was remind him of his little hot dog and pop him while he was cryin’… and then run quickly away from the others. That’s what I woulda done.
Little hot dog? Were they serving appetizers like at weddings and parties and whathaveyou, with the little Vienna sausage dealies on toothpicks? Come to think of it, the villains haven’t been eating much for a while (except for stolen wheeeeeeeaaaaat-geeerrrrrm), so maybe hot dogs wouldn’t be so bad after all!
I look forward to seeing how Scapula handles the rescue of his teammates and I hope he actually succeeds. Mostly because I would like to see the looks of delicious humiliation you’d draw on Throgor and Toxsick’s faces at being rescued by him. And while I’ll miss Bombastar, I hope it means we’re rid of Mona once and for all. Omelets and eggs. Still, I wouldn’t be surprised to see Auntie September rise from a pile of rubble and mangled derby girls to stalk Edgar. She is fortified with remarkable amounts of wheat germ and pickled in castor oil, which everyone knows is the secret to invulnerability.
Andrew buddy, I gotta say I like your theory about Aunt September! It almost sounds like she could be an 80’s slasher movie monster (even Michael Myers and Jason would be freaked out if she latched herself onto their legs)!
Bombastar has been blown to cute little chunks, for sure, but we’ll learn about the fate of the rest of the Coven next week. Rest assured, Mona has learned a valuable lesson about picking on her brother and wont do it again…I mean, how can she?
I like the bent horns.
Scap, you really got to start acting this decisive more often.
He’s a man with a plan: find his colleagues, then find a good metal-worker to fix the dings in his horns!
Is it me. or does Scapula look kind of cute in the last panel?
Also, it’s a shame we didn’t get to see Miserable making any contributions of significance.
And, may I also congratulate Scapula on actually succeeding in intimidating someone for the first time EVER? *pops champagne*
Awwwww, idn’t he da cyooootest widdle bastard, yes he is!
Little Miss’ contribution seemed to be just being the “wheelman” (old lingo for the getaway driver), and maybe provide comic relief…y’know, if she wasn’t so MISERABLE all the time.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s champagne time! Who wants a mimosa?
I do love the diplomatic approach.
Little Miss Miserable’s pretty darn tough!
Diplomatic in that he’s picking on someone smaller than himself. And YELLING at her face. Hey, works for me!
…and yes, Little Miss is one tough cookie.
OK, so her contribution to the effort is the ability to move the plot along. Fair enough.
Thank heaven for that! Imagine how long (okay, longer) this story would have ran if they had scoured the whole city looking for them?
Although the notion of a “lost pet” sign with Throgor and Toxsick’s faces would have been funny.
“Thank you,” well at least no-one can say Scap wasn’t a gentleman about it, eh?
Finally Edgar shows some guts…in the face of a harmless teenage girl. Well, its progress anyway.
Here’s hoping we’ve seen the last of Mona at least. I hope Scap isnt planning to let the SMDL fall apart again. Until the loony feminist brigade made a mess of things I think they might actually have been doing better than usual. Now the danger’s past, Scap, go rescue your comrades!
If you’re going to yell at someone, threaten physical assault, and then shove them into burning debris, you might as well be polite about it!
We’ll find out on Sunday if Scap discovers the whereabouts of his lost allies…or if he discovers something even worse.
What a little squeal. All she had to do was remind him of his little hot dog and pop him while he was cryin’… and then run quickly away from the others. That’s what I woulda done.
Little hot dog? Were they serving appetizers like at weddings and parties and whathaveyou, with the little Vienna sausage dealies on toothpicks? Come to think of it, the villains haven’t been eating much for a while (except for stolen wheeeeeeeaaaaat-geeerrrrrm), so maybe hot dogs wouldn’t be so bad after all!
…or were you referring to his penis?
Still say my rendering should be canon and those ladies shouldn’t have been laughing so hard … ::mutter:: Couldn’t have been THAT cold.
The last panel is awesome… lovin the story
Thanks, man! Glad you enjoyed.
I admire LMM’s plot moving powers.
With the number of toons surviving this blast and crawling out of the woodwork, it’d probably be a good idea to start leaving the scene there, Scap.
Imagine if she had stopped for a long soliloquy. She probably would have been shoved over anyway, but it would have used up a whole extra panel.
It looks like Scap and his crew are off to the Mission street rehab clinic. They better hit the road post-haste!
I look forward to seeing how Scapula handles the rescue of his teammates and I hope he actually succeeds. Mostly because I would like to see the looks of delicious humiliation you’d draw on Throgor and Toxsick’s faces at being rescued by him. And while I’ll miss Bombastar, I hope it means we’re rid of Mona once and for all. Omelets and eggs. Still, I wouldn’t be surprised to see Auntie September rise from a pile of rubble and mangled derby girls to stalk Edgar. She is fortified with remarkable amounts of wheat germ and pickled in castor oil, which everyone knows is the secret to invulnerability.
Andrew buddy, I gotta say I like your theory about Aunt September! It almost sounds like she could be an 80’s slasher movie monster (even Michael Myers and Jason would be freaked out if she latched herself onto their legs)!
Bombastar has been blown to cute little chunks, for sure, but we’ll learn about the fate of the rest of the Coven next week. Rest assured, Mona has learned a valuable lesson about picking on her brother and wont do it again…I mean, how can she?
She could… um… Pee on his grave?
I guess if she was visiting the cemetery but had too much beer and lemonade and the bathroom was closed, then…yeah, go with the flow!
YAY! And Little Miss survived! Well, that does it then …
::puts the pitchforks back in the barn::
::extinguishes the torches::
Just be stopping by for the mimosa, then. 😀
Wait, you’re accusing the Frankenstein Monster of burning the house down? Leave the poor ol’ creature alone!
I know a squealer when I see one….. And youuuuuu…. ~pauses a moment and points~
Nobody likes a tattletale!
A classic case of aggressive/passive behavior!
…or just being a total meanie!