And so the source of the stench is revealed. As you may have guessed by the last panel, I'll be introducing a new character next page. Things are about to take a very odd turn.
I want to wish my Mom happy 50th. Having recently turned 25 myself, I know how weird it is to be able to measure your life in quarters, let alone a half of a century. Many more mom. Seriously. You have to be 100, at least.
The graphic designers out there might notice the size for my pages changes each page; rest assured, I've settled on a format now. Every page will be this size from here on.
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