Endtown by Aaron Neathery for November 20, 2021

They’re playing with fire and SOMEONE will get burned. Mark my words!

What, no Door Number 3 option??

Slim pickens! Damned if you do and damned if you don’t.

This peacock seems to know a lot less about the field of science they do here than his peers.

Time to hit that highway in the sky or wherever it is…

Will one of the pigs say “Thhathat’s all, folks!”

“Go into the plexus and maybe save us all, or don’t and we’re all guaranteed to die. No pressure!”

This looks like the kind of offer that you can’t refuse Terrance.

“If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all.”

Duffy: "Well, I’m good here. Imo heading back to look for my brother.

Wally: “I’ll guard your back.”

Alan: “Can I have a vote here?”

Do they mean “you” as in just Terrence, or the collective grexes..?

The look on Duffy’s face seems to say…“Sucks to be YOU!”

“Slim chance or fat chance.” I think Mr. Neathery has given us this whole looong arc just to be able to use that phrase!

The next plexus vexes our grexes.

Let us hope, against hope, that our intrepid grexes do their best work “in a pinch”!

Two words….No Fear.

Geronimooooo!

It’s comforting to know that in the face of near certain doom that people can be so level-headed.

Those guys sound pretty nonchalant, considering they’ll be part of that radioactive cloud…

Slim chance or fat chance: Duffy or Alan?

The toppers are actually making a convincing argument there.

A chance at life versus certain doom. Head for the nexus, boys.

All they are is dust in the wind.

Did we know he was a Peacock before?!

Hobson’s Choice.

Pinch-Point: “I Peench.”