Hey, you never know when you’ll need a rubber chicken. Serpentine belt on your car broke? Rubber chicken it. Misplaced one of your shoes? Rubber chicken it. Conjuring up unholy rituals to raise the dead. Mother effing rubber chicken it!


I took way more time than I should have on the cover of the book in the comic. So much so, in fact, that it could be seen as a potential for merchandising efforts in the future. Want it as a print? Or on a shirt? Something else? Let your voice be heard!