Aside from the last bit from this last part, everything else in this story is based on a true story… that happened to me.

I cleaned everything in my room that got splattered with Ketchup all over, but aside some stains still in some walls, there’s still this on the ceiling:


Anyways, here where this particular story ends. I have a new one sorta started, so I think I’ll jump on that one right away. I’m still editing whatever I have from the “current” Clink storyline to basically re work it from page 1 to something I like and I might jump to Go F+ck Yourself in a few weeks.

It was a weird year. Might write a blog post about it.

Anyways, never open a ketchup bottle upside down, even if the bottle design itself requires it to be handled that way.