September 23, 2009
Panel Zero:I think now is a good time to point out the profound power that Mark Trail stores away in his Right Fist O' Justice (and possibly elsewhere). Any normal person, left to die, unconscious, next to a swamp teeming with alligators would probably just lie there and die. Not Mark Trail. In Panel 1, he's just lying there, his feet mere inches from the perilous waters. By Panel 2, his unconscious body has miraculously moved atleast the length of a healthy, adult alligator. Perhaps the Fist was pulling him along?
September 22, 2009
Panel 1:Yeah, you definitely want those alligators to digest ever last bit of Mark Trail before killing them and leaving their skinless corpses to rot in the swamp. No need to risk having a game warden cut open a poached alligator, discover a mysterious androgynous torso (and possibly some tiny appendages), and commence a homicide investigation.
Panel 2:Redemption! I always knew Bob had a heart of gold.
Panel 3: Didn't? Or don't?
September 21, 2009
Panel 1:Well, there's one obvious danger of dressing like a wildlife ranger....people think you're a wildlife danger. If Mark had been wearing a floral print Hawaiian shirt, I bet Sideburns McFacialhair would have thought twice about bashing him in the head.
Panel 2:Oh Bob, how quickly we have fallen.