Got my flu shot Tuesday. While my arm hasn’t felt all that heavy, the site of the shot does hurt like the dickens.
#916 – Police Procedural
#915 – Nutrients
#914 – Hip and Current
#913 – Murder Lasers
It’s one of those jobs that sounds too good to be true: great benefits, easy commute, three full weeks of vacation right off the bat. But then you’ve got some covert military team bustin’ in during orientation, and that super spy that blew up cafeteria on tater tots day…it just isn’t worth the headaches, I tell ya.
#912 – Quite Right, Slick
#911 – Laundry Day
#910 – Columbus Day
#909 – Epilogue: The Worst-Laid Plans
Am I allowed to do a callback to an old Crooked Halo comic here, when 98% of you have never read it? Because I did it anyway.








