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Apocalypse page two hundred thirty nine. Panel one: Death and her son sit at their dining table. The child shows her a piece of paper with what might be a cat if you squint really hard. 'Hey mommy! I drew a picture of a cat!' Panel two: He holds up a pencil. 'Would you please type the word Cat underneath?' Panel three: Mort looks confused, slightly embarassed. Death tries not to smile. 'I mean... WRITE the word cat?' Panel four: Fully smiling now she says 'Hang in there, Gen Alpha.'

Posted May 04 2025

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