This year has been awful. We’ve lost a lot of really good people and had to deal with some pretty crappy global events, culminating in a disastrous U.S. election (and then followed by even more deaths). Lots of folks are looking forward to 2017. Count me in, man.

Winslow’s been eating a lot of pizza this year (and this particular brand has showed up in a couple strips already). It’s now easy to see why. And in case you’re wondering, this place only exists in Ben and Winslow’s town, and it doesn’t deliver.

Annie has wanted a baby for so long that none of this should be surprising to anyone.

It’s been a crazy, emotional week, and I couldn’t find the motivation to sit down and finish the strip I had originally planned for today. So guess what? I sat down and drew Deadpool instead. And then I drew Winslow. And then I wrote words. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how a comic strip is born.

Come on, Ben! Why are you asking so many questions? Why do you have to be that guy?