It’s time to go back in time, y’all.

This is probably one of the stupidest comics I’ve ever done. I realize that I’ve probably said that before, but this time I really mean it.

We need more superheroes that become superheroes because they actively tried to become superheroes. Brave men and women that purposefully bombard themselves with gamma rays, radioactive spiders, the X gene, and/or the Power Cosmic. Winslow’s method might seem a little crude by comparison, but we have to applaud his moxie.

Today’s strip is pretty simple. In fact, the only reason it exists is because last week I drew a raccoon stealing sausages from Annie, and I wanted to follow up with a picture of him sharing his spoils with Winslow. It seems like something Winslow would do.

So. Here were are at last.

It’s time for the April 2014 issue of Defenestration, everyone! Last year Eileen and I took a break from the magazine to rest our fragile bodies and minds. Three months in a chemical bath and several cybernetic upgrades later, we reopened Defenestration to submissions and got back to work. The response was truly humbling. We started getting submissions immediately–and so many were awesome that we ended up holding on to more for consideration than we ever had before. That made choosing the content for this issue a little more difficult than usual, but Eileen and I are professionals and know how to handle these sorts of things. (We never resort to violence, unless that doesn’t work and we’re forced to resort to violence.