Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run til until now
I’ve disappeared, they’ll wonder how
Looking for me, I’m underground
OK, OK, cut the music. Yes my friends, it is I, the phantom shadow of your nightmares, OO’s native San Diegan, a bitter codist, and anonymous OCD denier, El Moffdo. Enemies commence pouting, because I am here after a one week unannounced absence. There was no Nowhere To Run strip and there was no Helltime on Monday, to be sure.
Continue to stay tuned for a special guest feature on Nowhere To Run by Reina. She is finding that drawing stick figures that say witty blurbs and partake in geeky inanity isn’t as easy as I make it look.
As for the Helltime of August 17, you’ll have to do without, for it has sank quietly into the stormy abyss of nothingness. Now that we’re all cheered up, let’s talk about morons.