We probably already horrified you by insisting on the optional “s” at the end of the possessive K-Pants. K-Pants’s, K-Pants’s, K-PANTS’S! MUAH HA HA HA HA. But hold on to your seats, friends and foes. There’s more horror to come…
THE EEVOL SKELATIN
Words and pictures by K-Pants. Abysmal photography by Evelyn.
You will remember from our previous installment that Anakin Skywalker is taking his lightsaber to the Eevol Skelatin’s exposed pelvis.
“The skeleton went to steal all of the candy at Halloween night.” I think the skeleton is squishing himself into candy places, but the photographer on this project is really terrible. It’s hard to tell.
“And the skeleton took off the kids’ costumes.” That’s the skeleton wearing a stolen ghost outfit. Since this is Portland, I think the kids have really sad handlebar mustaches.
“And the skeleton braked the scary stuff that the people set up on their porch.” Seriously skeleton?! I hate going to Michael’s. Now I’m going to have to hit up their after-Halloween porch-stuff sale.
“And Anakin came to kill the skeleton and he did kill him and Anakin (something something) off the things.” Man, this photographer is terrible. But that’s Anakin on the right, with a gigantic lightsaber, once again aiming for the skeleton’s family jewels. Or maybe his femurs. And that’s the skeleton shooting his red and black laser gun.
THE END (A collaborative page between Kanan and my sister Chloë.)
Happy Halloween, friends. Enjoy your six million candies.