Sure, explaining the spring constant to drunks you are escorting to the door.
Dammit, they taught me about Hooker in engineering school, and I don’t get the joke.
Guys I think we have taken this beyond the limit and the thread has permanently deformed.
I apologize for the tangent, so in order to make some restitution I will try to bring this thread back to equilibrium by offering the following observation:
I hate it when chicks spit blood up my dick.
I’m guessing you really only hate finding out afterward that they did it, and that when they’re doing it you haven’t the slightest objection.
Oh, and by the way…
I saw what you did there.
I am not convinced that Navaan was spitting up blood. She has gotten all the information from the prisoner, doesn’t need him anymore, wants to suck out the rest of his blood, and is keeping him calm until too late.
And damn, she looks good in her 1st panel. I’m not sure if I am disappointed by or respect Grier blocking the gratuitous upskirt in her last panel.
I just realized that the password to get into the chamber is also the very thing that you need to kill the funsnake: a stick.
Well, a pretend sword. Which a stick can be, anyway.
Maybe that was the riddle!!!
Hah. Trust Navaan to get sidetracked. But surely Grier has been taken prisoner for later sacrifice to the funsnake, which Navaan will arrive to interfere with in an amusing fashion, because it would be just so bogus otherwise. 
That is one quite proper fake sword she’s made.
Also: Nice gag with the whack-a-mole stall; and Morag the Immortal does not look too pleased (though, really, why would she?).
Called it right so far. Grier is badass enough to taunt her captors into tying her face-first to the stake just so she can shin up it and free herself… only to finally fall prey to the fun-god’s power despite her immense willpower and general grumpiness. Come on, Navaan, this is no time to be a ditz!
And well done Morag the Immortal on being the world’s most peeved alarm clock!
I think the pacing of this story will work in the archives or a print collection, but at three pages a week, it seems to be dragging a little bit. Here’s hoping they wrap it up soon and get back to writing comics with punchlines.
Grier punched two or three in the first comic. What more do you want?
I love the detail that three pages a week provides. Navaan is drooling in her sleep, for example…
Must…resist…fun…
I’m disappointed by the use of “fukken” instead of “fuckin’”, but that’s my cross to bear.
I just watched Richard Hammond (on Crash Course) scale a tree with spikes and a rope; Grier must have some nice, strong thighs to match his use of foot spikes.
With glitter and glued-on elbow macaroni, yet. I mean, if you’re gonna kill a fun god, it may as well be fun, right?
Maybe.
Hilarious. Don’t let the mule drink the water.
Okay, confused. What was it that Navaan threw? I’m getting she had the ‘fake deaths’ set up beforehand, but … How could those kill something?