Yeah, the wasp creature...heh...I won't lie to you and say that the story pays off with explaining it's importance honestly, even though it was the original germ that spawned all of this years ago when a bee stung me in the damn forehead, waking me up after an all night bender, and after bitching and yowling, I scribbled a curious story that I've still yet to tell ( but certainly will )...as it is, I hope that the following couple of dozen pages next Friday keep it interesting :)

Just a day in the life :)
Reminds me of something Werner Herzog's cameraman said about the rain forest...something like, under every rock and fallen leaf is a harmony of collective and overwhelming murder...heh

heh...I doubt if any weed would help to understand this better Chip, but I don't suppose it would hurt if ya got any handy though:)

That's my public service announcement on behalf of mother earth :D

:) it's an odd tale to tell for sure :)

If you remember ( though it seems like ages ago ) , Walter butchered that man who was out taking a stroll, barefoot with nothing on but a bathrobe..I would have made him naked to better illustrate his vulnerability, but I imagined that would have required a back-story of some kind..
anyhoo...Walter reflects on the killing habits of wasps..the laying of eggs...

I can say no more :)

Abracadabra! :D

I'd be flabbergasted if there were a single sole following along that 'wasn't' confused...heh...I can safely say that I would be :)