So a year ago now, or so, I resumed work on this comic, we arrived with a long holiday with Snorkmaiden, a year later I've seen the Moomins at the Riviera, a nice little movie with Moomin Papa getting rascally drunk and Snorkmaiden winning a fortune in the Casino.
Also for this one I've now upped the height of the strips in general, it was a odd size so I bumped then up to one more even number but giving my more vertical space for stuff.
It was never the quickest service and not the greatest food and that god damn fucken' birthday song that seems to play every time you were in, but this time it was worse, so much worse.
It was a bad sign when we saw they have fallen to the bullshit trend of serving burger s on wooden chopping board, the wait longer then ever, the food colder than ever and served on planks of wood and mess tins in tiny potions, what place adjacent to a supermarket runs out of vanilla ice cream? Were they to busy chasing that to clean up the mess in the bathrooms?
50% our meal and never going back so the strip was oddly prophetic of our visit.
Just imagine that doofy face singing the ‘I love you, you love me’ song as he chases down that Jeep.