Reminder: we have begun the Third Great WoB Extravaganza. You are looking at this week's third comic. Don't forget to check every day as Marie loses it and converses with the local flora. |
Wednesday, January 25, 2012 |
Panel 1: Marie is standing in a snowy park, talking to a small pine tree. Marie: What's wrong with me, random tree in the park near my apartment? Why does everything feel so...stifling? Panel 2: Marie: It's Casey, isn't it? He doesn't answer my questions. But I know that. I've accepted it. No, I haven't. Panel 3: Marie: I keep finding stuff out, but nothing definite. And in the meantime, Casey just keeps living with me as if that's normal. But it isn't! Panel 4: A bearded man glances over his shoulder at Marie as she continues to address the tree. Marie: You wouldn't understand. Marie: Because you're a tree. Marie: ...I need help, don't I? Alt-Text: If you tell me you have never walked into a park and started chatting with a teeny little evergreen, I shall simply not believe you. Go to commentary |