Endtown by Aaron Neathery for July 20, 2016

there goes the neighborhood…

Looks like he picked the wrong week to give up drinking.

He is about to hook and cook a fish all in one motion.

Anyone up for a nuclear lunch?

May as well just sit back and watch the lightshow…

Friday’s strip: There’s a sound from the elevator shaft.

Who wouldn’t want a drink at a time like that?And coming from me, that says something.

He’s hooked a live one!

Bottoms up …

Sittin’ on the dock o’ the bay, watchin the bombs roll in… ;-)

i bet Friday is going to show Flask coming up in the elevator because this is linked to the reality she got sent to somehow

Man’s inhumanity to man… the bitter price of fear.

This is why we don’t have nice things.

Two Suns in the Sunset“In my rear view mirror the sun is going downSinking behind bridges in the roadAnd I think of all the good things that we have left undoneand I suffer premonitions. Confirm suspicions of the holocaust to comeThe wire that holds the cork that keeps the anger in……..gives way And suddenly its day again.The sun is in the east even though the day is done.Two suns in the sunsetHmmm. Could be the human race is run.”(Finally on the micro tube radio)“And now the weather. Tomorrow will be cloudy with scattered showers spreading from the east with an expected high of 4000 degrees Celsius”(My favorite line from that song“Ashes and Diamonds. Foe and Friend. We were all equal in the end…….”Thanks to Pink Floyd….The Final Cut.

I haven’t seen veteran posting for a while. Anyone know if he is still around, and OK?

“Screw the limit!”

Sitting outside, enjoying a favorite passtime and a beer. That’s not an entirely bad way to go.

This reminds me of the scene in the original "On the Beach’ movie when the crewman deserts to stay in his hometown. He last speaks to the captain while fishing from the dock.

We are a clever lot, the human race. And we’re cleverest at inventing ways to kill each other.

In the event of a full-scale nuclear attack:1. Close eyes.2. Drink beer.

F***s given = 0

Gone Fission….

A subtle detail in the artwork: In panel 3, see how tightly the man is gripping the rod. One small piece of ‘acting’ speaks volumes. Kudos, Mister Neathery.

A good day of fishing ruined by some jerk with a short fuse.

He’s not surprised to see the rockets’ red glare. Look at all the black smoke in the city behind him from the BuddyBombs. He probably figured if he were going to die or worse, it might as well be while doing something relaxing.

You can’t run.You can’t hide.You can’t even finish your beer.Welcome to the top side.

Are those birds we see just birds or are they mutated humans?

Knowing me, I’d probably be at the office when this happened.

He’s got a radio, wonder if he heard the warnings? If you look closely at panel 2, it looks like the cargo ship took some serious hits.

Meanwhile, a married couple and their infant son are lowered into Vault 111.

Flask?

By the way…Nagata B…Boats?

“Meh, I had a good run”

Buddibombs to the left of me, missiles to the right…

The Dragoncat Award for Best LOL goes to…IT’S A TIE!!Congrats to rickD and Bruno Zeigerts! You guys crack me up!

That’s how I want to go. Fishing and drinking beer, look inescapable death in the eye and say, “Eh. Fuck it”

It looks like this guy probably died here, but he kind of reminds me of Walter Trimble, drinking beer and fishing. See any resemblance?