So Tracy has determined that he needs to get his hands on one of those whistles. Judging by the dog in the previous strip, he has a few milliseconds to get it before he's demon dog chow (and that's only if the dog stops for a moment to consider what he might taste like instead of just lunging forward and tearing Tracy to shreds like the remorseless killing machine we've been led to believe that he is). At least it looks like Tracy is ready for a fight since he remembered to put his mouth guard in before the heist was due to commence. (Gotta protect those pearly whites after all.)I guess the demon dog did stop to consider his next meal since Tracy was able to punch out a random thug, obtain a whistle, and blow it before he was bitten. Well, sort of. It looks like the dog might have taken a chunk out of his knee and is now pondering its next move after getting a taste of detective, which doesn't seem to have gone down very well. (And look everyone, it's today's guest star: Marmaduke!) Things continue to get worse for SWAT Man, who has abandoned his pistol for a shot gun as he inches ever closer to traumatizing the young readers of this strip. Let's hope that Tracy can stop him before it's too late.
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