You barge in and see a familiar face. A friendly face.

Author commentary: "A familiar face. A friendly face." is a callback to a line in Problem Sleuth. The Mr. T plush is a callback to a bad comic I made like 15 years ago, about Mr. T fighting some robotic drug dealers or something insanely terrible like that, which was included with this incredibly shitty zine I helped make. We then distributed about 50 Kinko'd photocopies throughout a variety of reluctant establishments in Iowa City. Ok I think the definition of "callback" may be starting to get a little blurry here.



Dude, that bird is long gone. It probably won't last long in this heat anyway.

You don't even know what's up with this sick heat. The sun threatens to set but won't step off. It's staring you down, like the big red eye of a hot needle skipping on a groove its tracing 'round the earth. While lingering in midair its heat seems to suspend time itself, stretching it like warped vinyl. It's meant to rain this season but there ain't been a drop in sight. Even a little drizzle would help. Might help to fizzle this sizzle a little bizzle, set the record straight on this global turn-tizzle.

"So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles
Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle
G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo

When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot..."

-English Romantic poet, John Keats

Author commentary: Dave: Activate an ambient Flash zoom-out animation sequence complete with misattributed poem. It's your turn for one of those. Snoop has some instructions for you regarding exactly what the protocol is should you discover the pimp to be in the crib, and he is not hesitant to reiterate them for you.