Wingrat

Izak came up with the initial concept for this strip and floated it to me. And then I kind of rewrote it, far more fucked up. Sorry, Izak.

Half the scripts I write for Izak Smells these days tend to be a bit more tragic than comedic, but sometimes it’s fun to take a break from dark shit and do something ridiculously absurd.

Oh, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidence. Really. No, really.