stripcreator donor

home : pm : info

Dance for me, little monkey; pun for me, my precious.

(hide profiles)

by kaufman
Prithee greetings, thou lookest like a friendly chap, man.
Aye, appearances deceive, for thou art a marked chap, man?
Dost thou aim lead at my frail entrails. Nay, shoot with legumes, not metal lance, all I am saying is give peas a chance. (dies)
Consumed am I with demons, for what have I done? Slay the one I most admired, yet thus must I.
Woe upon us, one and one and one make three, and all four together never more shall be.
Yon assassin be fortunate to abide in this enlightened age of eighty-aught. Behold the fine home for the criminally insane, pity its next tenant cometh anon.
share: twitter : facebook

this comic belongs to set
William Shakespeare's Four Gentlemen of Liverpool

« Back to the Front Page