I’m not at San Diego this weekend, even though the rest of the planet seems to be. Instead, I’ve taken to my bed in Toronto, recovering from some fairly work-intensive weeks with a bout of nasty exhaustion. (Sorry there wasn’t a BUN TOON yesterday, the flesh is weak.)
But the MIND never stops at Bun Toons Central. So I’ve let you into the creaky memory storage unit today. Remember, you cannot open any boxes, and you cannot touch any items. Whoever has the most money in their pockets can surely own it. Yuuuup!
I hope those that made it to the West Coast are having a good time. You’re in my thoughts when I’m not sleeping the day away…because those sleepy thoughts are always about bowling in the nude.
TY THE GUY OUT!
Here now, your BONUS Comic Con moment: