I realize now that I’m not exactly encouraging any visits from my friends with all these roach related strips. I was in the bathroom when I felt one brush under my foot. Exterminator? Yeah, sounds good right about now.

It’s funny how the comic ideas evolve from their initial conception. This one started because I thought it’d be funny for him to be holding a meeting with the roaches that inhabit his apartment. I was thinking up all these funny ground rules he could set for both sides. Then I realized if he actually had the power to get the assembly going there’s no way in hell he wouldn’t just squish them.


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