The police station, 4 in the morning
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This better be good, Gordon. I want to get some sleep.
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Ehm... yes... we have some unexplained murders and-
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Just a moment.
Bobbin, stop puking in those waste baskets and get in here!
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Holy puke BOBman.
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Stop using the 'H' word!
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Are you drunk?
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No.
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I can smell the booze. You drove here drunk?!
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Look asshole, we dress up in these fucking clown costumes and drive a Smart with a flaming tailpipe,
yet you still call us to do your job, because you and the rest of the police force totally suck at it. So shut the fuck up and spill the beans.
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#450 "BOBman returns, part 5", copyright © M. Stellinga 2010
July 29, 2009, the return
It's been more than two and a half years since the last update. How time flies.
I've been occupied. But, just before Frank, Hank, and Charles's fifth anniversary,
I've finally gotten around to finishing the 'progeny' storyline.
I can't keep the every-other-day schedule going anymore, though, so for now I'm going
for twice a week (wednesdays and saterdays).
December 3, 2006, Some breathing space
Observant readers will have noticed a decrease in the frequency of updates lately.
Or more acurately, a complete failure of updating on my part.
Unfortunately, I've been a bit too busy with other things lately, actually, far too busy.
I managed to find some time to do the comic, but I noticed the quality has been plummeting.
So, instead of doing a lot of bad a comics, I'll try to do a few good ones.
So, I'm sorry for the sporadic updates, but it'll just have to do for now.
