I can supply you with all the official and accredited documentation for proof of identity, resources, and training you could ever need or want in order to prove I'm not playing catfish. Unfortunately, I'm neither an athlete nor a politician so I don't appear in person as expected from paper. I didn't isolate parts of my personality, and I have an incredibly high tolerance for inappropriate behavior. If you must know, I'm the son of a social worker and a rogue. As such, I was conditioned to understate my abilities and allow financing to affect performance.

I've had to learn to articulate my motives, what I believe, and how I would generally behave on instinct... Not because I lack the faculties of mindfulness, charm, intelligence, wisdom, or logic; but because I'm used to people misrepresenting or misreading me, my motives, and my interests. I was a scout and I have training in journalism, I know the importance of traveling light and always being prepared. I also know the importance of being 'paid' to remember. However, I believe things that should be general knowledge can be freely offered and discussed...
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all wet?
Thank you. It was riveting entertainment.
"Don't you got worrying" worse? or I can't tell who pulled the gun worse?

I mean obviously the new guy looks guilty but I don't see a gun in his hand. . . or the other party's.

Is there a third gunman on the grassy knoll?
By the way, you also cannot leave the shop until the mirror has been restored, at least not as a human being.
How is that different from any other comic? Is it becasue she's touching her own butt this time? Because if you turned it more to the camera and had the palm resting on there it would still look less attractive than catwoman in latex and goggles or those oddball pony pictures with a hoodie and kneesocks... I still don't get the hoodie kneesock pony thing though. so, my suggestions probably wouldn't increase readership so much as diffuse responsibility for bad behavior.

By the way is she trying to touch her nose with her tongue?
Is that an actual book up for purchase somewhere?
Thank you. Should I ever become a detective or private investigator I will realize that the condensation on the window means the prospect/prey/punky brewster couldn't have traveled far enough to remain unseen... not that the spidergal costume isn't great camouflage and bell around her neck isn't a nice touch. She must wander off a lot.
It's possible,
Instantly the mirror drops because in it is a reflection of her as a cat or something and then she becomes what was reflected in the mirror before it was dropped... for seven years
You have very sparse backgrounds. in fact, comparatively speaking someone complaining about my comic's lack of backgrounds wouldn't notice yours either. I still have the black and white and pencil versions so you can see I didn't add anything except color.
How the trick was done...
leave my akashic records alone Inky. You don't see me looking mocking your relationship with Mrs. Pac-man.
You asked 'what will she do?' This bit of gibberish was the first thing that came to mind...

Although, now that I think of it, the showdown with the Rancor thing was accompanied by 'Sometimes I feel I've got to__*__* run away.'

Marilyn Manson for the win I guess.
I look forward to seekers level entertainment with scourge levels of fun. Then, at the very least, I expect some triplets looking to cause trouble and a kittypet outsider weaseling their way into the group for extra hugs and cream.
I've been giving him lessons.
And, when someone asks you how to spell your name you say S-E-X-Y.

But that spells-

Shush, it works every time.
I do declare
Suh, the opportunity for a jelly joke was also missed.
narfle heth glartharp?
I like you

Go away!

Admitedly, as a fart joke it would be nasty. But, as a way of explaining a fart it's like that one scene in nothing to loose where the man whose shoes were on fire walks into a gas station and the attendant made a comment about how fast he must have been running.
Lets hope she figures out how to fly without jet propulsion... while that would be a funny joke, and dare I suggest intelligently set up farce of scatological humor along the lines of Get Smart. That sort of post hoc ergo propter hoc thinking on her part could get only a few miles at best before she lost audience sympathy for her ignorance or naiveté. Still, it would be amusing at least once. Especially, if it was a rabbit poot or if it tore a hole in her trousers.
Does the letter m mean anything to you?


Yes, I can tell it does.

((you know he can technically use this as an hypnosis induction method as well.
I assumed it was shock from realizing he'd been caught on camera giving her special treatment.