A comic about life, love, death, and culture, in about three colors.
Pertinacity rewarded yet again.

Treasure of the Sierra Madre


Having gone most of my life without a bed, I forgot how much fun it can be cleaning underneath it.

The treasures that gather there!

Although to be truthful, the event that inspired this comic did not take place under a bed; I discovered a cigarette in my pocket. While it was just as exciting, it somehow didn’t translate as well to comic form. I’m sorry to have misled you.

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