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No Vennie stew? Well, considering that the meat's been marinated in weird chemicals for years, besides any parasites or diseases there might be, that's probably no great loss.
This is a hoot. And I have to say that it is the most logical response for Sam and Tony, but one I didn't expect. No messy bloodstains, no body to get rid of-- which is still a problem, even though Vennie chose an out of the way place for his ambush. I mean, you got to take time out of your busy schedule to dig a hole and all that.
I was going to say first you have to find a shovel, but I would bet Sam has one in his trunk at all times. After all, he's the sort to be prepared, and you never know when you're going to get stuck, literally or figuratively, and have to do some digging to get out of it.
I love the way you put the slightly grinning Sam in the center of the page and had him speech-bubble back into the dialog from there, several frames later. Brilliant. And the expression there, plus the expressions on Sam and Tony Ray top right, are just perfect.
Y'know, for all the non-friendship between them, I think Sam and Tony Ray would still watch out for each other in positive as well as negative senses of the term. So long as it didn't impact business, of course. Friends will help you move, and good friends will help you move bodies. There have been bodies moved, with these two. I hate to call them friends, yet I remember another quote from Unforgiven, a film whose tone reminds me constantly of the tone of Slop. "Hell, I ain't gonna kill you, kid, you're the only friend I got!" Sam and Tony aren't quite friends, perhaps-- each knowing the other too well for that-- yet in a large part, each is all the other one has.
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