Slylock Fox – April 3rd, 2013
I don’t know if they’re sailing on oil, ink, or the concentrated evil of a thousand damned souls. But I know that it is terrifying. No land in sight. No food save for the hot dogs, the infected fish and each other. The captain tries to entertain himself by reading Blondie. But soon, he will crack.
That little boy has the right idea– if he stares at the sun long enough, he won’t have to see it!