In comics 29 thru 49 Billy makes a new friend and discovers more about the mysterious Pablo Cordova.

Until you have drunk Mezcal shots in freshly picked Chile husks with death at midnight, you have not lived!

...when you least expect it.

There's no end to the gifts a child brings.

My mother employed a similar tactic.

Old men can be so cruel. Love it.

There are four baby snakes, can you find them all?

I actually like Menudo. I still don't know what's in it. And like sausage, I don't want to know.

The deck is definatly stacked against the parents.

These days I avoid any video games with caution labels that contain the words: psychic-break and light mental trauma.

Mmmmmm...Menudo.

You could pick your character from a virtual cornucopia of racial stereotypes!

These days I avoid any video games with caution labels that contain the words: psychic-break and light mental trauma.

Permission be damned, Flamethrowers are awesome!

If you’ve never been in one tornadoes are da-bomb!

Parents have a way with making little kids feel warm and secure, and scared witless!

I know it's an old joke, but Señor Cordova is an old man.

My mother-inlaw gave me an egg rubbing to clean my soul. The egg exploded. To this day she weeps for her daughter who married the devil.

Best people I know come from the desert.

The truth is out there!