but there was baking, and the sketch was begging to be finished, I had to burn it down.
A fansketch, for
berkolounger's awesome comic Pug Davis. They are hanging in the cockpit flying past the holy mackerel as blouse changes the 8-track.
I imagine the old lady doesn't live there anymore and it has become the best dive bar in the galaxy, or at least better than that old refridgerator.