Just as shenanigans and ne'er do wells doth partaketh of those free little ketchup packets at thine local dining establishment, mine humble comic hast been spirited away!

http://pawsru.org/fc/res/56162.html

Well, it's not quite that simple. I do find it funny that before the book was published, no such fan made 'mirror' existed for the comic. It seems that someone has saved me the trouble! Even funnier is the fact that it took a little while for folks to realize that the whole thing is posted for free online. I'm kind of flattered, actually. The feedback, what limited amount there is, has been positive.

I am rather curious about what the daily lives of these furtive individuals is like, however (yes, 'furtive' is a real word, not some stupid furry imaginary one)...

'Pirate': Say, uh, do you have any... uh... ketchup back there?

Fast Food Clerk: Sure! Here you go!

'Pirate': Five! Well, thank you, good sir. How generous! Heh. Heh heh! (twists his mustachio) How generous indeed... I can work with this!

Fast Food Clerk: Did they run out of ketchup packets by the drink machine again?

'Pirate': What drink machine?

Fast Food Clerk: That one! Oh... I see the enormous, obvious bin of ketchup packets is still filled to overflowing.

'Pirate' clenches his fists and leans heavily on the counter, glowering at the fast food clerk.

'Pirate': Do you realize what you've done?! You have taken a perfectly legitimate criminal operation and... and ruined it! This was my ketchup! Mine! I was going to share it with everybody, spitting out invective about the bourgeoisie and espousing the virtues of the common individual by sharing this exclusive item completely free of charge! But you are already doing it! You, a member of the moneyed classes, have no right, sir, no right to attempt that which is rightfully my duty! A pox on you, sir! A pox!

Fast Food Clerk: None of the other customers seem to have this complaint...