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Apocalypse page one hundred ninety seven. Panel one: Famine and Feast sit together on their couch, cats in laps. Feast is saying 'I tried to clean up the cat pee but it still SMELLS like cat pee. I even used that special pet cleaner.' Panel two: Famine, non chalant, says 'Oh that's not pet cleaner.' Feast looks confused. Panel three: Even more confused, Feast asks her 'The bottle labeled Pet Cleaner?' Famine replies with just 'Yeah.' Panel four: Irritated now Feast demands 'So what is it?!' Famine, talking as if to a child says, 'Vodka.'

Posted July 14 2024