Izak came up with the initial concept for this strip and floated it to me. And then I kind of rewrote it, far more fucked up. Sorry, Izak.
Half the scripts I write for Izak Smells these days tend to be a bit more tragic than comedic, but sometimes it’s fun to take a break from dark shit and do something ridiculously absurd.
Oh, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidence. Really. No, really.
“The good news is we’ve managed to grow a replacement heart for you - on this rat.”
“Right... So what happens to the rat?”
“Oh, the rat dies.”
The patient is chatting up some girls at a party. He has a hole cut out of his shirt, and dangling from his chest is the rat.
“but I couldn't bear to see the little guy die. So now we do everything together. Isn’t that right, Aurelius?”
Outline of two people having missionary sex. There is something rat shaped between chest and breast.
“Ooo, gently Aurelius!”