Did anyone else get caught in that temporal anomaly? No? Just me?

Whoa.

So there I was, minding my own business, slaving over a hot sketch pad, trying to work on the comic you, my handsomest readers where patiently waiting for, when all of a sudden, my room evoporated into a festival of colour and light. I felt like I was pulled through a tunnel of truth, like my very soul was cought in the changing and merciless currents of time itself. It lasted only a moment, but when I regained consciousness, two whole months had passed, leaving you, my stunningly gorgeous audience in the dark as to what was taking the strips so long.

What's more, it seems my sketches must have been eaten by a temporal dog of some kind. A big one!

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Alright, fine. I'm just lazy. But despair not, QTMC is still alive and, if not kicking, then at least shuffling along. 7 is still coming up, and I appreciate your patience.

You sexy thing, you....