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6 thoughts on “541 – Graverobbers”

  1. Crazyman

    “Oh, *that* kind of grave robbing? Lead on, Chuck!” 😈

  2. Dr. Norman (not a real doctor)

    What? I say “What”?

  3. Keith

    Heh, this is going to be fun. Tradition says you need to drink at least one bottle of MD 20/20 before going to the graveyard.

  4. Honzinator

    At first I was thinking of something like a potato battery … nope!

  5. Scarsdale

    If you take a dead “D” cell battery, take out the carbon rod from the center, cut a strip of galvanized sheet metal about an inch (2.7 centimeters), take a small jar for canning, suspend the rod in the center and the strip on the side, pour in drain cleaner, you’ll get 1.2 to 1.4 volts DC. 10 of those connected to an inverter will give you 120 VAC at 0.5 amps. Do NOT keep them in the same area you live in however, the fumes will burn your lungs. Just something I learned in chem class in high school. You’d have to top-up the jars every few days, however. Any type of acid will work, even salt water. I think the teacher was a survivalist…

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541 – Graverobbers
Posted on March 19, 2025 by Dawn

WonderCon 2025 is coming soon, so the next comic is planned for April 9th.

In the meantime, relevant previousness for this week's page:

https://www.zombieranchcomic.com/comic/223-surrounded-by-film-end-of-episode-9/

 

https://www.zombieranchcomic.com/comic/483-solar-systems/

Fightin’ words…

Posted on February 26, 2020 by Clint
DISCLAIMER: The following “script” image is satire. Thankfully. I believe I will keep this saved as a perfect case study in “how to get your artist to kill you in your sleep.” No, strike that. The artist will probably want you wide awake, able to feel every moment of suffering. Of course like all good satire, Walter Ostlie has presented something here that is uncomfortably close enough to truth to make one squirm. I’ve written before about the pitfalls of presuming too much where the graphical component of bringing your imaginings to life is concerned, but I love this for being oh, so wrong on so many levels — from the instructions to somehow fit three “splash pages” onto a single page, to the indication there is going to be a literal encyclopedia of text crammed in (which they didn’t even bother to make explicit), to insisting on seeing each individual scale of a dragon visibly sparking in the “moon and sun light”(?!). And of course the icing on the cake, the exhortation “really go for it here.” An audible *chef kiss* to this abomination, and my condolences to any artist that’s ever gotten anything close to it. I’d be fleeing the city, too.