A comic about life, love, death, and film, in about three colors.
Hey, it is good tosee you, Buddy.Here's the usual. You know, good customer like you,you want anything else, I give youspecial deal. You name it. Pipe?Pepper spray for the wife/girlfriendmaybe? Nah, she's imaginary. Wait, I know just the thing.For you, free. I show you. At the tobacconist. ...

Knife in the Water 1

2008-12-02

When I first moved to Vegas, I had to secure a tobacconist. The city, of course, has zillions of them, dotting every strip mall, and therefore, every city block. So I set out in search of the perfect establishment.

As it should happen, it was only the second place I tried that became my home away from home. During checkout, the clerk asked, “You’re eighteen, right?” rather than actually requesting an ID. I thought perhaps it was just the clerk, but every employee follows like. That little quirk sold me.

Oh, and in addition to selling tobacco, they sell knives, tasers, swords, pepper spray, hand cuffs…

Nevada rocks.

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