Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for March 01, 2017
Transcript:
Kevin: Hey! That dog is off its leash! Alice: Whoa there, dog! tell me very slowly...where is your owner? Kevin: Maybe if I rub him, we'll get an answer! Alice: Fine! Wander the streets without direction! I hope you're not hungry...ever! Kevin: Now my gloves smell like corn chips.
Is someone else drawing this now?