I have to question the beard. Hoiw does he grow a beard over his fur?

It’s not a beard, he has a gray rash. Wait, no, it is a beard. I don’t know.

The original line for the last panel was “I have no son.” I decided to tone it down for my light-hearted audience, but it would seem that my audience has disappeared.

That’s not true. Your fan base is as strong and hungry as ever. We love nothing more than to chew on the great mind puzzles that a poured over this comic like gravy is poured over mashed potatoes. We yearn to devour the humor like an egg and gaily chortle in gluttonous happiness as we masticate the sandwich that is in the fridge waiting until two o’clock to be eaten. The plot lines are candy, tasty candy and a burrito…. no wait, TWO burritos and a ham.

I think I have no son would have been better. With the way they hold their hands, and say things like “my boy”, there’s such a sense of formality, that such a disowning would be believable.

Still hilarious either way though.