Time travel is an excuse to relive Winslow’s most uncomfortable moments, even if they only happened a few months ago.

It’s time to go back in time, y’all.

This is probably one of the stupidest comics I’ve ever done. I realize that I’ve probably said that before, but this time I really mean it.

We need more superheroes that become superheroes because they actively tried to become superheroes. Brave men and women that purposefully bombard themselves with gamma rays, radioactive spiders, the X gene, and/or the Power Cosmic. Winslow’s method might seem a little crude by comparison, but we have to applaud his moxie.

Today’s strip is pretty simple. In fact, the only reason it exists is because last week I drew a raccoon stealing sausages from Annie, and I wanted to follow up with a picture of him sharing his spoils with Winslow. It seems like something Winslow would do.