Now Mal REALLY wants an army of Wildlife to do his bidding. Apparently, they’re like little Mission Impossible spies or something.
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Sorry for the delay. Yesterday was crammed with stuff, and I thought this cartoon was up already. Yikes.
Anyhow, Enis has some particular idea about being in charge, that I don’t think employees at other branches of the flow chart feel reflect the way things actually get done.
Shelly seems to be one of those people who get things done without much idea about being in charge.
You may know someone like that.
Also- if you’re here from GoComics! “HI!” Glad you’re here.
Sorry for the misspelling of ‘Patreon.com/hubris’ on the site over there. I’ve been trying to get it fixed, but even people at the syndicate apparently have trouble digging stuff out once it’s in the queue.
Now we know how they’ll be financing their first dinner date.
The corporate scheming proceeds apace. Oh, what fodder for comic strips, the Machiavellian shenanigans of potential Bigwigs…
Soooooo… Enis seems none to keen to knock Shelly off his face. Or to admit what got him pitched out at Sportsmart.
Cool.
So, Mal has decided that he, like you, wonders what the heck’s going on.
And has decided to ask. Politely.
Probably wise of him.
It takes a special kind of person to ask about the screaming while watching an old military elevator smash into its own housing over and over again… and then hurry onto the subject of the temperature of the coffee.
Gladys is a special person with her own ideas about the hierarchy of importance in the world. But then, so is Mr. Cranky. Apparently, so is the Cassowary, Shelly, Mr. Out-Front-Biker, and … well, everyone else. We’re all special.
A science enthusiast like, say, Shelly, would notice that as these chaotic panels continue that they knit themselves into parallel narratives.
Thus, the OutdoorFest, far from being chaos itself, is bringing order to a disordered system. Such a thing, physically speaking, generates heat, and adds to the overall chaos of the universal physics and will eventually lead to the heat-death of the universe and the end of all molecular movement. Party!
But in the smaller scale of the neighborhood in which Hubris works? The Chaos is being Ordered. Not in an even pattern or anything, but…
Well, we’ll all see, won’t we?
Things are hotting up all over the Fest now!
Oh, there’s just no way the five-legged race will be half as exciting as the general chaos going on around it, is there?
Clem’s sure to get some traction with this story.
Of course, he’ll have to change the names of everyone involved to protect, well, not the innocent, but protect him from having to go get people’s permission to put their names in a crazy story that no one would believe anyhow.
