I see Mudd’s collar in the last frame, and I imagine him brandishing a long knife. I think I need a bath. 🙁
Look at that angelic little face, what is Greecha’s plan? I’m on to you.
Here’s an idea: LET’S PUT HARRY IN THE AIRLOCK!
Harry, you really got to keep taking your meds. You just get down right unpleasant when you stop taking your pills.
Wow, Harry’s jumped the rails on the crazy train now, and got to wonder what the final outcome will be. Even still, I’m thinking it may end up the worst ending possible, though I have to hope it won’t be.
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