Myles’ Meth and Disco Downfall, Part V: The Crystal Teat
April 1st, 2009 by Tyler
The fate of Pete’s nose here is something that really happens to short guys when they try to press through a mass of shirtless gays with their shaved, stubbly chests. I’m 5′7″, and I should know. The World’s an after-hours club that’s notoriously crowded, and besides being a death-trap, would also inflict indignities like this.






Hey boo-boo
I’m one ahead–saw the next one on DN–where they bag up Myles and pop, ‘im in the boot.
See–I do look at them!–hehe I really like the way the colour choices make it all flow, but sometimes I find it hard to follow the string of which bubble I should read next—-ya know what I mean?–
mucho lovo
me