“My, what nice claws you appear to have on your anal probe hand, grandma!”
“After you were arrested, law enforcement was allowed to search your body…”
No time to open all these individually wrapped after dinner mints I stole! I have to hide the evidence! Or. . . maybe I could claim illiteracy? That way I wouldn’t know that the sign at the hotel said to only take one. . .
Yeah, I’m not actually sure what the guy is eating in the last panel.
They’re flat, brown, and have green tips, whatever they are. Don’t see them for cigarette butts, and that many would kill him.