Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for April 07, 2015
April 06, 2015
April 08, 2015
Transcript:
Quill: "Isn't paper mache supposed to be like, strips?" Luann: "That's my shredded self-portraits. We had to--oh, never mind. Long story" Luann: "Ok, so I'll lie back, close my eyes and you spread the mache over my face. I won't be able to see or even talk. Ready?" Quill: "Never been readier" Luann: "How's this smile? Good?"
Just waiting for Murphy’s law to rear it’s head.