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Cerebus flashback:
Moon Roach: Unhand me, for I alone wield the power cosmic!
Astoria: Unhand me also, for I alone wield the x-factor!
One hand’s stretching…the other’s covered with orange rocks…ROACH-HULK KILL!!
Thwip! Thwip! Your face is covered with web fluid!
Exit to the pitter-patter of little farmer feet…
I don’t understand one word of your comment, but I am sure someone else will.
I just thought it looked pretty and weird and really colorful on that snowy crazy day. I walk by it every day.
Cerebus the Aardvark, High Society, an early story arc in a long-running independent comic. Cerebus was running for prime minister. In this vignette of the continuing stoooooory, Astoria and Moon Roach got locked in the shed where the farmer kept his white lightning.
PS — It did look colorful. Pizza joint looks welcoming, too.
Ken – hahahah see, I knew someone here would know!!
Thanks, Ken.