Wellp, got nothin' much to say about this page at this time, alas. I "binge-commentary" a week's worth of webcomic every Sunday morning, and am often running dry on topics to discuss by the end of the allotted hour or so of worktime.
Hey, here's somethin': I think we'd have to assume that stretchy suprahumans like the deceased Rubbernecker, here, boast some superpowered form of nervous system, lest they be forced to operate their hyperextended limbs with problematic lagtimes or delays as nerve impulses travel down ever-lengthening extremities. Golly!
Next week, this scene takes an abrupt turn into Major Plot Point territory, folks! Wheeee!
Today’s Patreon update: Probably another dose of Vintage
Con Sketches, from the late-90s/early-2000s era when I was cranking out
a ton of ’em.