Monty by Jim Meddick for September 26, 2013
Transcript:
We gotta get outta here before the townsfolk figure out I'm not McKillor... But I'm afraid there's still moisture in the transponder! Here. Put it on my wrist... I'll dried out. Well, y' can't become the fastest gun in th' West without committing to regular aerobic training.
Is it me, or are the townspeople’s eyes ever so slightly more bugged out in the last panel?