Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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Welcome to Blood Splattered Socks, a slice of life-y webcomic with random swerves into scifi for no adequate reason. Enjoy.
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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The art gets better, I promise.
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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Innow is pronounced like minnow.
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Now ask him about the spider on his windowsill.
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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"Yep, that's a foot alright. I don't know what I expected."
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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It was only later that I realised that big toes are usually the longest toe. I still think it looks all weird and pointy normally, so I keep drawing them like this.
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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'Here' seems to have a distinct lack of backgrounds.
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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This story takes place in Australia. It has nothing to do with this page, I just thought I'd mention it.
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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Why no I didn't forget to include an important plot point so scrawled it in as a postscript. Whatever gave you that idea?
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Silly kid, hoverbikes are 2018.
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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Ah yes, the famous Park Park.
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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Probably not the best thing to say to someone called Sam, there.
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Well that's all of the important questions out of the way.
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The house has two front doors because I'm an idiot.
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"So... do you like... stuff?"
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Charlie can work it out, if you give him enough time to do the maths.
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The watch is a digital display of an analogue watchface.
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If you wait an hour, you'll be 11! But then the time will be 12...
Saturday, 30th of November, 2013
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Sam was thinking of turning the spare room into some sort of man-cave, but then he remembered that he lived alone, and the world is his man-cave.
