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All the Little Witches, part 92.

You could argue that Max's hobby and job are one and the same: Science!

My hobby of doodling comix became my job, so I can relate. And you, my kind Patrons, made that possible. Thank YOU!

How Kitten Kelly came to the Animal Circus, page 8.

And that wraps up Kitten Kelly's first story. Hmmmm....

Any suggestions as to what I should run as Sunday Pron dessert in the upcoming weeks?

Little Red Clitoral Hood, page 2.

The dog woke me up this morning by puking up yesterday's dinner onto the coverlet of the bed. Sigh. At least it I could pick it up in a soggy lump, and today is laundry day, so cleanup is straightforward.

    Yep, pets are never ALL fun and games. Just as well - if nothing ever went wrong, I'd suspect I was living in a simulation.

The Bra Cannon, page 9.

It's easy to lose track of these minor details....

All the Little Witches, part 91.

Yeah, I could've drawn Melody in a coat, digging in the garden or something. But I'm male, and I like curvy girls.

All the Little Witches, part 90.

Being able to call upon friends with the skills one personally lacks is a huge advantage in life. It's saved MY skinny ass more than once. I respect the man who can go it alone, but teamwork just works better for me.

All the Little Witches, part 89.

That's the downside of hitching your wagon to a scumbag. While the scumbags's winning, it's all loot and cocaine orgies. Woo-hoo! But if he ever stumbles, you will find that you have NO friends.

How Kitten Kelly came to the Animal Circus, page 7.

And Kitten Kelly for dessert, as tradition demands. Good Sunday to ye, my merry perverts!

Little Red Clitoral Hood, page 1.

And here we are back in the Program Switch world, where sex is a brand new invention. Of course, you knew the movie-makers were going to jump onto this crazy popular fad!

The Bra Cannon, page 8.

The classic duo of idiot and innocent, Eccles and Bluebottle - I mean, Iggles and Gluebottle. I want to stay respectful to the Goons , natch. I love those guys! But their schtick was gleeful disrespect for everything, pompous authority in particular. A true homage to the Goons has a fine line to walk.

All the Little Witches, part 88.

Laura inspires fierce loyalties. And enmities.

All the Little Witches, part 87.

Superhero activity is still uncommon in the former Iron Curtain countries, so Mink can't avoid being the focus of a LOT of attention.

All the Little Witches, part 86.

The questions being shouted at the Mink aren't just in Romanian - there's German, French and English in there. A frothy mix of "legitimate" reporters, freelance nosey-parkers and superhero enthusiasts fill that press conference.

How Kitten Kelly came to the Animal Circus, page 6.

Now it's standard fare everywhere, but back in the 1980's, a story such as this was actually mildly taboo-breaking.

Reunion, page 6.

And that wraps up that mildly naughty tale. I'm thinking to start the Program Switch story, "Little Red Clitoral Hood" next - unless one of you wise perverts comes up with a better idea before next Sunday?

The Bra Cannon, page 7.

There's a thought - how do secret super-villain lairs stay so immaculate? Does Doom-Master employ a sworn-to-secrecy cleaning staff, or does he spend a goodly percentage of his time pushing a mop?

All the Little Witches, part 85.

Did she make them just a tad bigger, even?

All the Little Witches, part 84.

Most of the ex-zombies know Barracki is dead, but it's not "official" knowledge yet.

  In personal news, I'm back home from Line Con (previously known as Texas Furry Fiesta) and scrambling madly to catch up on various things neglected while I was on my yearly break.

The Bra Cannon, page 6.

Of course Major Bloodnock would have the largest bra collection, the old swine...I mean, goat.

All the Little Witches, part 83.

I'm making this Patrons only, 'cause to me, a lil' girl getting eaten alive by zombies is even worse than one being raped by perverts.

   I'm off to a Con, so Friday's upload is dependent on art-time and access to a scanner. Just wanted to assure you that if I don't for post the next couple-3 days, it's because I'm having too much fun, not because I'm sick or dead.

All the Little Witches, part 82.

It appears the base commander is about to be shown unconsidered ramifications of his wish.

How Kitten Kelly came to the Animal Circus, page 5.

Yeah, the zip-a-tone shrank and split over the decades. Oh well, I am posting this story for free.

Reunion, page 5.

Some thumpin' humpin' to cheer you good folk up in these dark days.

The Bra Cannon, page 5.

I still quote Major Bloodnock's classic line on the odd occasion: "It's the least I can do - a quantity I specialize in!"

All the Little Witches, part 81.

Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's....a bunch of weirdoes!

Well, a witch and an ex-zombie Army general riding a warbot and wingmanned by a power-armored wizard may be an unusual sight, yes. But these are modern times. We must not be too shocked to see new things.

All the Little Witches, part 80.

It's Wednesday, and I'm not in jail. Good times! Our sorcerous duo gets ready to take on the Army.

How Kitten Kelly came to the Animal Circus, page 4.

Today was gonna be a fun morning with friends. The Sunday "Reunion" page would get drawn in the afternoon. But instead the day was taken up by a harrowing Karen incident. I fully believed I was on my way to jail.

   But eventually the cops had to admit what we'd been telling 'em all  along: What the (literally) screaming Karen was claiming we'd done was  physically impossible.

   So the handcuffs  came off and we were sent off with a wa...

The Bra Cannon, page 4.

"Never volunteer!" is a good principle to live by, especially if they're seeking volunteers for a grenade-swallowing contest.  But there are exceptions to every rule, no matter how sound.

All the Little Witches, part 79.

The spotlight of fame shines upon you, Minks. Try not to get burned.

All the Little Witches, part 78.

Dave hasn't adapted to the time difference between Romania and the USA yet. And is also more adept at dumping absorbed energy directly into his body. He can go all night. But it's been a long, twisty day for our heroine.