Monday kind of hit like a ton of bricks this morning after spending a weekend lost in writing comics, and I feel like it’s going to be a long week of head down, nose to the grindstone to get ahead on some things before Keycon on the weekend, and to do my prep for the con itself.
So, in the meantime, enjoy some Tossers.
Bonus points for a Ramones reference.
Oh, the sun does rise, the birds do sing.
They fly around and shit on me!
There’s nowhere to go,
No booze, no loot, no fun.