Nothing to see here, just an assassin doing his job. Nothing to worry about.
Unless, of course, you’re a highly placed politician/royal who his aggravating an individual/organization with a great deal of money.
Nothing to see here, just an assassin doing his job. Nothing to worry about.
Unless, of course, you’re a highly placed politician/royal who his aggravating an individual/organization with a great deal of money.
Sometimes a scheme you’ve been cooking up turns to complete rubbish. In his case the authorities were able to follow him all Hansel-and-Gretal like from the trail of red-hot gems (metaphorically speaking). Proof that when you prepare for a crime spree make sure your equipment is in good working order.
Oh, ow. This is the part where you want to start regretting what you’ve been doing but you find that you’re too drunk. If the room isn’t spinning it’s because you’ve passed out.
Or something much worse is happening.
Turns out the only way humanity could find freedom from their alien oppressors was to ‘devolve’ to a cave-dweller stage and utterly annihilate them with clubs and spears and such.
The very core of good science fiction.
Right?
I’m sure there are those that would be confused by this situation. Our little jewel thief is not stealing stuff this time, but merely doing his laundry – which he happens to keep in a big sack marked with diamonds. As to why he seems so happy about it… maybe he is just a big fan of clean socks and underpants.
I know I am.
This is not to be confused with a tail-gate party, which generally centers around some sports-related enterprise and also features grilled meat products. This is a down in the dirt drink-fest, which is generally held somewhere where cops can’t find you (even if you are, yourself, a police officer).
There is a firmly held belief that this sort of thing makes the beer taste better or at least more fun to drink. Plus driving home later becomes more like a video game. One that features drunkards attempting to drive home in a truck.
Absolute victory over that oinkey bastard!
I think there’s a saying that goes something along the lines of ‘it takes a village to hunt, catch, and butcher a hog’… or was it ‘it takes a village to raise a child’.
I guess it doesn’t really matter, they’re more or less the same.
Looks like that guy needs to work on his swordsmanship. Then again, I’m not sure that is going to be much of an issue any more.
He stands as proof that having lots of sharp weapons on your person doesn’t make you skilled in their use.
Looks like are little thief here didn’t think things all the way through this time.
Note to the criminal types out there: it pays to be creative in your planning. Constant repetition is what gets you caught.
I should know.
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