Oh wait! They have needles on their tongues. Maybe, they’re not so harmless after all.
Good long week. Started off with a reunion. I’ve met up with my friend from college who I haven’t seen in 10 years – no joke. After “The Cave”, we got detained by the renown LAPD. Their reputation is well deserved, let me tell you. They caught us while drinking beer on the street, so we weren’t innocent at all. They didn’t catch us when we peed on some random trucks tires right afterwards though. It’s been fun. I see it like a very expansive trip to Disneyland. Instead of glowsticks, we had handcuffs on.
After that, I’ve been in training all week at work. Which has been an amazing experience so far. I’m learning a lot about how to fix Macs, and I love it. We’ll see where this takes SPINE. She might have to troubleshoot an Emitter? (oh yes, that’s already written.)
I hope you are doing great too. AND – before I forget. If you wish to see the High Quality Inks of this page. Click here and Vote, baby. I won’t regret it 
They cuffed you for an open container? What cunts
That’s the kind of thing you’re looking forward to in March.
Love that creepy needle tongue! And yeah, LAPD are jerks. At least you made it home ok. They once “accidentally” detained my brother for 6 days after getting pulled over for a broken taillight.
Oh wow. I should fix my headlight then. That’s a long time in jail.
Punks. You’re lucky those cops didn’t beat the crap out of you. But that’s how you learn. Nothing worse than spiky tongues.
Lol. Nothing worse than that indeed. I don’t think I could appreciate the seriousness of the situation while I was being detained, because I was so drunk. I told one of the cops who was spitting sunflower seeds: “Please, let me know if I’m doing something wrong – I’ve never done this before.” He was like: “Shut up! This isn’t the social hour.”
No shit.
Those tongues remind me of the freaky bird tongues with raspers that inspired a freaky vampire tongue in The Kingfisher webcomic. So this is not the first time for me! I have seen such horrors before, and my mind grows ever more calloused.
As for peeing on a random truck’s tires, what did that poor truck ever do to you? I guess it doesn’t really matter, but if it did matter to someone, that person would probably become more positive to the idea of cops cracking down on people doing stuff like that. Which seems counter-productive to me, unless you really like doing stuff like that. Personally I prefer to pee where it is least likely to annoy anyone.
It means a lot to me that the needles on their tongues you reminds of something inspiring. As for peeing on some random thing. I have a story for you.
This is back when, I had to drive from Fontana to Los Angeles every night to work – Don’t worry, this won’t take long.
I am trying to find a way back home to Fontana, but I got lost in the highways in this town. Kept taking the wrong exit. All because I could not decide whether I should stop somewhere and pee, or hold it in and keep driving to Fontana. That means holding a bag of urine inside you for two hours, and I couldn’t decide whether that was a good or a bad idea.
I ended up deciding on driving. Got on 10, and began heading east – it’s a straight shot from where I am, and I am in full control of my bladder.
This… demented rain breaks. I’m stuck in traffic. And mind you, sitting in a non-moving car is very much like sitting on a toilet. My muscle memory is in conflict.
I take the first exit, and there isn’t a single bathroom anywhere. It’s pouring rain. This is not going well. I hurry.
I rush my car over on a curb in the suburbs. It’s pitch black, and there are no cars. Just some distant half lit windows. I scout the neighborhood, and the passing cars carefully. I want to see exactly how much time I have to pull this off.
Right while a car is passing me, I get out of my car and walk over to the front tire by the passenger seat. You see, the headlight on that corner has a small problem. The headlight is not glued to the frame of the car properly. This causes it to slowly unplug itself from it’s power source, and turn off. I know this, and I have a fix for it. I get out of my car, I give the old bastard a solid kick with my sole. It lights up right away.
I wanted to do that, and piss. It was too difficult. I kneeled down next to my wheel, and let it go – and I did it. Peed on my own tire. Rain masked the sound, my car blocked the view to the other cars, it was beautiful.
So, you see Gillsing, what i’m trying to say is: When you gotta go, you gotta go.
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I thought really hard about what you said and I think your letter could benefit a lot from an umlaut.
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That was truly an amazing story. And yeah, holding it in for two hours didn’t sound like a good idea. But when you have to go, is it mandatory to pee on a tire of all things? In your expert opinion, is that the best option when there’s no toilet around?
And I often have to hit the rear light on my bicycle for it to work like it’s supposed to. Works a lot better when there’s a lot of moisture in the air, such as when it’s raining. Liable to stop working after a bumpy ride though, until I get off the bike and slam the light again. Mäh.
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In my expert opinion, it’s best to dump all excess into the ocean, using the proper channels, i.e. sewers. We have been doing it for centuries, and nobody seems to care. Fish don’t have a say in the matter. Personally, I find urinating on pine trees, peaceful.
This whole business with your bike light is pretty scary. Just make sure people can see you, okay?
And John, it is äwesome.
So did she just loose her head in panel 2? It’s rather difficult to tell the progression.
That was a tricky one. Her head gets yanked by a tail. After reading your comment, I realized that her hair wouldn’t be going forward like Spine’s short hair, but instead it would be wrapped tight along the back of her neck with the tail, and go down on her back. That might also make it a bit clearer to see the tail.
I’ll fix that soon and re-upload the page. Thank you
Fixed. Thanks for the specific feedback! Let’s make a better comic together
One question: Are you a stoner, or a rhino?
Touche’
I’m that tank in every mmo party that takes the beatings while some jerk goes off leeeeeeroy style.
Oh wait, that’s you? Man… I’m that rogue who never fights.