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No such easy death for Muley.

After the dark of the last few pages, such a nice bright top of the page, with a hardly bloodspattered back (just scars of course).

And the fellow enemy pig turns out to be a tiger after all... beautifully peeling itself out of the background pattern, mistaking Muley for a Thaikong (and why wouldn't he)...

Thanks for the new page, Mules.

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A lone figure sits still by a pool - he's been stamped human bacon by some butchering tool - he is you...
Social Security took care of this lad - we watch in reverence - as Narcissus is turned to a flower

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Emoticons are the wheelchair ramps for the humor impaired.

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"Sharp sword and empty horizon. Sometimes that's all a man needs... sometimes."

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"Y'know, if nothing else, living here has incredibly sharpened my 'Hey, there's someone coming for my dick!' defense skills." -

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Gas burns fast. Liquor burns quicker.

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"Sharp sword and empty horizon. Sometimes that's all a man needs... sometimes."

Here's a question, 'Will Mulefoot want to be rescued?'

If not the Tag might use him as bait. (Here piggy,piggy.)

I'm going to guess that the Tag might hold a pig roast, and Mulefoot might join in the feast. Vengeance as a side dish. It's easy to get use to exotic foods when you travel.

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What call have I to dream of anything?
I am a wolf. Back to the world again,
And speech of fellow-brutes that once were men
Our throats can bark for slaughter: cannot sing.

What we've seen of the knife reminds me faintly of a Turkish jambiya, a knife carried as a symbol of manhood.

Also i'm surprsed that Mulefoot didn't scent the tiger. I'd think that even through all that blood and the jungle smells, he would have picked up the odour of his musk glands... unless he's intentionally using some sort of scent masking which I suppose would make sense in the context of ground warfare.

come to think of it, I guess we shouldn't really be surprised the Vietcong pigs tracked Mulefoot & co down so easily. We should really be surprised that it took them so long. I imagine with their sharp sense of smell, any gunship crew who weren't scentmasked would be dead meat.

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Gas burns fast. Liquor burns quicker.

Keep in mind that Mulefoot also get caught with a lil spatter from Simon...right in the nose. So his sense of smell is shot. Its not entirely gone, but its shot at the moment.

Also keep in mind that maybe Mulefoot has crossed into an area the Mong Cai don't go into at the moment without a large patrol.

I plan on getting into this whole Tag thing a lot more in the Thaikong graphic novel.

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Sometimes I wonder what tomorrow's gonna bring
When I think about my dirty life and times.
---Warren Zevon

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Emoticons are the wheelchair ramps for the humor impaired.

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Sometimes I wonder what tomorrow's gonna bring
When I think about my dirty life and times.
---Warren Zevon

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Gas burns fast. Liquor burns quicker.