Hello, Titties! Come to Sausage.
A little bit of explanation on WHY things have suddenly gotten hectic for me. After returning to the US, I started applying for jobs in my specific military area of expertise. Figure this was probably my last deployment and it was time to step out of my safety zone and look to find a more lucrative career path. Well, I was offered a position in California at a little more than double what I was currently making. I accepted it and am now in the LONG process of jumping hurdles to finalize the hiring process and then moving halfway across the country. And since I REALLY like this job and it’s location, I drop everything when they let me know they need something in the process. Lots of loose ends to tie up. Come to think of it, I’ve gotta find a National Guard unit in CA to hook up with… o_O

Comic Dialogue
(If you have Wii Gloves for you wee little fingers it’s also electronic Braille.)

Gaga Godiva: “A chance to test my skills with fellow females? Sounds like just what I was looking for!”
Helga Hammerhands: “And the Hungs! We’re going to get gang fucked at some point by some really big cocks! Including your little friend there..”
Libby “Whoah! I don’t remember ordering sausage!”
Summoned Demon: “Look here, warty, you need to keep those eyeballs to yourself or I’m going to..”
Gaga Godiva: “Understood, and not a problem. If anything, karma’s got a lot of screwing coming his way..”
Helga Hammerhands: “I’m not sure the Hungs are that AMBITIOUS.”
Summoned Demon: “HELLO, TITTIES! And what’s your name?”
Libby “I’m Libby!”
Summoned Demon: “Shush, you! I’m talking to your titties…”
Lobo the Frog: “Eyeballs to self, kettle.”