
Writing for BroWolf is a lot harder than you think. Coming up with new bro words is a serious challenge, and I have no idea how those frat guys are so good at it. My hat is off to them in that respect.
It looks like BroWolf has a larger power set than previously revealed. Jonatron may have bitten off more than he could chew by challenging him, huh?
But then again, what all is Jonatron hiding?

Timing is everything.
These guys have the worst timing ever. How does BroWolf even find the trouble he “helps” with? How did he know the police were called?
And who’d have thought Cesar would call the cops? He was against Jonathan’s crazy experiments from the start, but to be straight up willing to send a friend to prison? Is it a betrayal, or does Jonatron deserve it? He is kind of a madman, and he does have sort of a body count going at this point.
In any case, if he doesn’t have to answer to his friends, I think BroWolf might have a few choice things to say to him. Stay tuned.

Blues indeed. Did you know this is my 100th comic?
It’s time we say goodbye to Wendy and Solomon. It’s time we say goodbye to a lot of elements of the Weirdest City, as we approach the end of the story. There’s only about 5 strips left to go, so the pace is gonna pick up a little from here on out.
I dunno if those guys up there saw that one coming, but they probably should have. Let’s try to remember those two as a happy couple, rather than as pieces on the floor.

Between the seat cushions, in case you’re wondering where she was keeping that thing.
Sometimes as a couple you run into one of those decisions that one party is just unwilling to compromise on. These are the kinds of decisions that both start fights and end relationships, not necessarily because of the decisions itself, but rather because of the inflexibility of one or both of the couple. Relationships just can’t work if you aren’t willing to meet you’re significant other half way, even if it’s over something absurd.
Speaking of absurd, I guess Wendy is really is kind of crazy after all? You never can tell about people (that you murder and then reanimate).

A wild Ditto appeared!
I guess it’s Pokemon Week here in the Weirdest City. There’s a lot of Pokemon. Too many even. But of all of them, Ditto is probably still the most unique. It can become any other pokemon, and apparently as such can mate with any other pokemon. That alone is disturbing enough, but if you grew up while the first season of Pokemon was on TV like me and remember the cartoon, then you remember that it can become an exact copy of anything except for the face, which is always this blank, creepy grin.
Can you imagine? Watching something turn into me from an amorphous blob already sounds like an unmitigated horror-fest, but for it to get me only like 97% right? Nightmare fuel.
That last 3% is critical. If you want to terrify someone, this method is super effective.