This strip is related to ones from earlier this year where Winslow was trying to find ways to improve Ben & Winslow, which he thinks has become stale and uninteresting. Oh Winslow. Poor, poor, Winslow. This strip will never become stale. It is like a cheese, perfected with age and the occasional tuft of blue mold.
Winslow has always had an interesting relationship with food (and things technically not classifiable as food), so it doesn’t surprise me that he’d engage in some sort of staring contest with a rice ball. The horror.
I guess now that the Moustache Wizard is dead and buried, Winslow feels safer dabbling in sorcery, and reveals something interesting about his magical past…
Dedicated to my son, whose handwriting is terrible. Way worse than Little Winslow’s.
