Today’s strip is the first in a fresh story arc. I figured it was high time Winslow went on an adventure, and what better way to start then by being compelled by your sinister bathroom mirror image? Will Winslow find the fable Crown of Ellipses? Will he defeat the Wizard Octothorpe in the bowels of the enigmatic Parenthetical Castle? Will he turn off the sink?! Find out next week! Or maybe not!

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This is the last Friday the 13th strip of the year, and since I started the trend of injuring Winslow in the first two (by having his face scraped off in the first one, and by having his face burst into flames in the second), I knew I’d have to do it again the third time around. This one doesn’t have Dr. Spiderqueen in it, but she’ll come in later. So if you’re itching to see her, just be patient. Good times ahead.

Mad Hominem

What does a failed presidential candidate go from here? Insane, that’s where! This reckless rogue never made it out of the primary season, but that won’t stop him from making anarchy of the republic with his Slander-Beam, a voice-controlled plasma laser that renders entire blocks of voters unable to distinguish between the validity of policy ideas and the personalities of the candidates who propose them. When will the madness end?

Winslow’s family members have not fared well in any of my comics. First I killed off his brother, then his grandfather, and now his uncle. So if any of his remaining family members are out there reading this, I suggest writing up a will, counting your blessings, and finding a nice place to live out your remaining days. You might be next.