The Scarecrow 2#312 / 2009-04-25

Kevin writes:

I've known Josh Stoik for many years now; I met him while saving his life from a knife-wielding mime. Why in the name of god he went down that dark alley on that stormy night, I'll never know.

We became friends. He needed an illustrator and I needed a programmer. Working in such proximity made us the bitterest of enemies, though, as we each schemed to take over the other's job. I can now program enough to handle most of my own projects, and as this comic strip is evidence, he can illustrate.

So saying, I did not mean to summon the Rotten & Pulsating, Vile & Unholy, Dread & Dead, Cruel & Evil, Smelly & Bloated, Scarecrow Ninja Ghost Torpedo Slayer Assassin Bastard* after Josh. It wasn't my fault and you cannot hold me to this crime. I will not be persecuted for things I may be at fault for, but have a variety of solid alibis that say I was in various places, at various times, doing various things when this beast was brought to our mortal coil!

* _{This is the beast's shortened name, I dare not give unleash its fury by calling it out entirely!}

see also:

#311 / The Scarecrow 1
#312 / The Scarecrow 2
#313 / The Scarecrow 3
#314 / The Scarecrow 4
#315 / The Scarecrow 5