Hunter Black Page 1725 – Book 22 Begins!
Stilts, Baby…STILTS.
Stilts, Baby…STILTS.
Stilts is, was, and may always be our favorite spot in the comic.
It wasn’t until writing this page that I wondered if people see a desiccated body and automatically assume that Hunter […]
On Patreon, this page had a typo, but we managed to get it fixed for this posting.
I don’t know if we’ll ever actually mention the Black Ribbon in this comic again — she’s VERY dead after […]
I swear, I’m not being preachy here. This isn’t an anti-sexism screed, not really. This is a powerful woman taking […]
You know, the Constable didn’t appear anywhere in my notes or outline for Volume Six. I didn’t even bother to […]
How can you tell when a bar in Hunter Black is a [REDACTED]hole? Look for things like a Band-Aid on […]
“Ho yourself.” (Insert Beavis and Butthead laughs here.)
Dude — never let the fringe religion guy buy you a drink. (Also, I just figured out what the Constable’s […]
I got soft during the pandemic, no doubt…and going back to work tending bar proved it. “So I do what […]
I need a mean old lady to make sure I’m getting my exercise…and this is a perfectly good wife joke […]
Not everyone knows as much about what Hunter can do with The Revenger as you guys do!
Yo…am I the only one getting Smurf vibes from Zoba Dikele’s outfit?
When I look at the Mother Superior’s expression in Panel Two, I don’t think she’s concerned about having been discovered […]
I thought having Hunter get called out by his use of “Vanassa’s Teats” would resonate with y’all. I DID IT […]
Aw, I always feel bad when a third-stringer is suddenly thrust into the game.
Judging by that fist, Hunter sees no more purpose in pretending to be Jada Nilthrex.
Maybe, just maybe, Hunter’s gotten a little scarier as time has gone on.
The Hands of Mother Superior are my new favorite thing.