180. April 15, 2022 - It's that time of year when the trees bud, the weather becomes beautiful and the bugs viciously attack. A few days ago I drove with my windows down, enjoying the new weather, when a bumblebee slighty smaller than a rhinoceros hit the inside of the window frame and bounced into the cab. Wounded, terrified, but still lusting for my blood, it buzzed frantically around, trying to take off but merely flopping around the interior in high leaps that in any other circumstance would've led to it exiting through the open windows. I swerved about until reaching my driveway and leapt from the vehicle. Seeing that my life was no longer on its sinister menu, the bee instantly rose and departed. You may be asking yourself what this has to do with this comic, and well...I can't really draw it if I'm dead. So you better be rooting for me here.