Hi, welcome to a comic. This comic (and its author) do not have very many principles or scruples so there are hitler jokes and stuff. If that offends you keep reading it, it'll give you loads to bitch about to your morally-superior friends and I would love to get hatemail (I've never received any to date.)

the magical theory behind this comic is that if i spend more than 15 minutes on any one panel I scrap the comic and start on a different idea. i've already broken that rule which is why the art is randomly awesome sometimes.

This strip is about Edwin. He's the guy you see next to the menu. That's not his real name and I don't think anyone's ever called him that but that's as close as I'll get to telling you what he's called.

This comic is also about Robert. He's the fucker standing kind of below right here and to the left because I can't make the fucking table line up as intended if I put him on the right. He's the guy directly to the right. Stupid contrary fucker, he's sort of the stable one in the strip to counterbalance edwin's ZANINESS (like dave in real life or lucas in CAD or tycho in penny arcade or elliott in rob and elliott) except the universe still hates him.

(hint: robert's not his real name either.)

for instance, he never had lower legs or shoes (or feet) until like five minutes ago when I drew them badly for this page.

this comic is updated like, friday and sunday.