Now, I myself haven't been involved in any sort of a romantic relationship since my girlfriend Kelly and I broke up in first grade--I was afraid I'd get cooties if I kissed her on the lips, y'see. But even after 40 years of watching other people go in and out of relationships, I only have the vaguest idea about the actual mechanics of getting together and breaking apart.

     So I can only imagine how awful it must be to go through something like I'm depicting in this particular strip: each party so mad at the other that further contact seems the remotest of possibilities. I'm pretty sure it would be horrible, though, so I figured it'd do for our Hallowe'en Strip this particular year...

     Oh, and if you wanna go back and review the events with Jamaica Al that Cory refers to, check out Act V of "HatDance," the first Terebinth story: the scene in question starts on Page 109.