Don’t even begin to ask me where the concept for today’s comic came from. I think it derived from a mixture of stale burritos, some Colt .45, and a looong road trip with air-conditioning broken. Or it could just as easily have come from the Weirdoville shantytown in the far reaches of what I call my mind.

Either way, a conversation between Harvey and his wife about some strange, old sex offender lady living in their neighborhood seemed like an interesting conversation to me. I can see that Mr. A is more of worry-wart than his wife, but he is more of an opportunist than Simone is. That must be where Hank gets it from.

If you have any questions, lemme know. I’ll try to explain this one thoroughly somehow.