Time for a little “Creepy Dad Comix”! I know I’ve been really focusing on Rex Morgan, but well, the snark only spreads so thin, and the reason I’m messin’ with sad-sack Les is because he’s dredging up ghosts.
Again.
Blue cats are cooler.
And how bad is it that **I** can figure out that Chat Bleu is going to make an appearance three days before he does? Not that it doesn’t piss him off anyway (he is a cat, after all).
And so, a week of cut-rate seance chicanery bites the dust:
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