Wallace the Brave by Will Henry for September 03, 2020

I’m partial to old green peppers myself…

Zucchini that have passed baseball bat size are always useful for these sort of things.

Chicken eggs tend to be more expensive, which makes it more of a waste to use them, but quail eggs stink more, and those little suckers can leave a mark if you throw them hard enough.

Why aren’t those people wearing masks and maintaining social distancing? Didn’t they have the Plague or something back then?

Will “The Cabbage” Henry – “You’re only allowed to throw your own head!”

So that’s how they expressed pain back then – Ouch-eth. I learn so much more here than from that Shakespeare stuff-eth.

Spud – the walking condiment dispenser.

Amelia and Wallace are made for each other :)

I hope they invite us to the wedding.

Just a minute while I wipe the cabbage off of my monitor.

(JK, I love Wallace the Brave!)

I prefer edible vegetables.

Or even worse than rotten vegetables.

I also noticed the “Oucheth”. Ha! Thou hast produc-ed hither, a grande comic!

Also, I just noticed something that I’m surprised hasn’t clicked for me until now – Wallace’s natural, relaxed posture while walking is to have both arms out at right angles… like a proud muscle man. Ha ha! Love it.

Ouch-eth, haha.

I prefer a well oiled revolver.

Medieval Seagulls got culture from Shakespearean theater? Birds of a feather. I like it.

Will, you actually worked a gull into that second panel! I suspected you might—it took a while to find it.

In panel three Wallace appears to be greeting what looks like a moth, or is it a butterfly? He seems to appreciate everything around him.

Nothing says you care like a rotten tomato shot from a spud gun…

From whereth dost thou oucheth emanate and whenst shall thy pain cease as the sun shall set.

Tut, man, one fire burns out another’s burning; one pain is less’ned by another’s anguish; turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning; one desperate grief cures with another’s languish.

[Yup, I’m not sure either. Try Cliff’s Notes.]

Ouch-eth!

well there was that one muffin