Yes, yes, welcome one and all to Where’s My Parade?’s 10th strip-iversary! As you can see, this is more than just a cosmetic change that you’re peeping. The sweaty clamor for more of my drivel was becoming deafening, so now you may gorge yourselves upon the rotten carcass of my words, you jackals!
In other announcements, Where’s My Parade? no longer finds sick amusement in posting multiple ‘coming soon’ tabs and then dashing your pathetic hopes against the rocks of futility – as fun as it was, we are searching for ever darker and more sordid methods of your torture for our own twisted enjoyment. . . From now on, our powers of clairvoyance will only extend out to one upcoming strip.
We would tell you not to fear, offering instead some methadone-like replacement for your pain-wracked withdrawal symptoms, but we don’t have one. So be very afraid.
