“Lady, you’ve got problems. But hey, I guess you’re my only friend too, since I’m sure nobody else alive likes me. A chick who used me for her own selfish, deceitful ends will have to suffice. Sigh… if only Hadley V. Baxendale hadn’t blown herself up in that incident at Famous Footwear two years ago. At least now, thanks to her, they stock more women’s sneakers there.”
“What in God’s name are you talking about?”
“Hey, friend. Less talk-ee, more mop-ee!”
END WINTER PLOT HERE.
“Wait, what about all the loose ends?”
“Nobody cares. Keep mopping or I’ll give you a shiner to match mine.”
Kaz and Kelly? Central City? Ridiculous musicians? last time this happened, then this happened! And then this happened! And eventually even this happened, whatever the hell that was! And then, the strip pretty much went in the crapper for the next three years. So is this a resurrection? Slim chance and long shot. But we can dream, can’t we?
P.S. I am moving to Central City, just so I can slum at the Porter, the Pit and the Tiki Post! See ya all there.