
This comic was posted 28 days early to Patreon - just sayin'
Sorry, My Moostake
[SFX: KNOCK KNOCK — INT. Rob’s house. THE ROB & TREY trying to keep the door shut.]
THE ROB: Sorry, BEER JERKY is closed for the day!
COP (Through door): BEER JERKY? IS THAT YOUR DEALER NAME?
Panel 2 (wide panel or 3-part burst)
[Cops KICK IN THE DOOR—storming in like it’s a drug bust.]
COP A: WHERE ARE THE DRUGS!?
TREY: JERKY ISN’T A CRIME!
Panel 3: [Trey & Rob getting handcuffed]
COP B: What the hell kind of drugs are these?!
THE ROB: It’s not drugs! We’re making beef jerky!
COP A: oh. Weird.
COP C (facepalming): Aw, not again.
Panel 4:
Cop A: Okay so we’ll buy the remaining jerky supply and uh, we’ll ignore the numerous electrical violations we saw.
Rob: Sounds good to me!
Trey: Is this a bribe?
Rob: How is it a bribe if the cops are giving US money, Trey?

