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In a bleak, industrial landscape which is totally impossible to encapsulate in a Stripcreator comic, we join our hero, Henry, as he dines with his girlfriend's freakish parents . . .
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| So, Henry, what do you know? | |
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| I don't know much of anything really, except JESUS. | |
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However, complications ensue . . .
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| wahhh! whhaaahhhh! whaaahhhh! Jeeeeeeesus! | |
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| God almighty, I knocked up my girlfriend, she had this . . .thing . . .and now she's left and it WON'T STOP CRYING! I'm beginning to seriously question the existence of JESUS. | |
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Left with nowhere to turn for comfort, Henry confers with the Lady in the Radiator . . .
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| In Heaven, everything is fine. In Heaven, everything is fine. | |
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| Well, that kind of stands to reason, doesn't it? I mean JESUS is there and all, tho in this production he'd probably be some scabby man in a planet. In black and white. | |
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