I’m convinced someone up there loves me. It’s like an answer to a prayer– it’s the holy grail of Slylock comics! It’s none other than…
Slylock Fox – February 10th, 2013
…Cassandra Cat, lipstick smeared across her face, drunk-driving her way into Slylock’s arms at 1 in the morning! Her chances were ruined when her slurred alibi locked his brain in “logic mode”. For the rest of the night Sly will tell her all about headlights while she cries, downing another beer.
I don’t know what sort of break-up left her this way, but I want to believe it involved that cat over in Six Differences. He’s a heartbreaker, all right.