Mike: That fancy painting on the wall is actually one made by me.

James: The subpar dialogue is made by me.

James: That’s right, I wrote Jesus into the webcomic as a pot dealer. How long until I am smote by a just and righteous lord?

We’ll find out soon.

Mike: So that’s where he’s been. And Don’t worry James, I’m catholic so we should be cool. At the very least it buys us a couple more weeks before damnation.

Mike: I stop caring about Marvel’s events a long time ago. Because they’re all the same and after seeing how the status quo has “changed forever” seven times in the past five years they ultimately just fall flat. It’s just pointless for me to even try to show interest in Fear Itself.

James: Ditto.