That’s right, this is your FIRST PEEK into the brilliance known as ‘A Rabbit In King Arthur’s Food Court. A Rashy Rabbit Adventure.’ Well, it’s the first peek if you don’t count the thumbnails and pencils I have been posting here all along.

While perusing the annals of the Lattaland library tucked in one of my many portfolios that I may as well throw away, I found this nugget. This is my favorite Brad N’Josh strip.

I know this sounds a little like nepotism, being as that Brad McGinty is my best pal and all (sorry all you other pals of mine, I just like Brad better) but  improvising with a cartoonist like Brad was the best training I’d ever received. You gotta work pretty hard to keep up with Brad on the paper, dudes. I don’t know if I did, but I think this represents us at our finest in the course of a strip cut tragically short by the stupid idiots at Insite Magazine. Happy Hanukkah!

What’s the good word, party people? Read any good comics lately? Of course you haven’t, and that’s because I am sold out of “Redskin Rashy.” You had your chance, dummy. You snooze you lose. Who knows? You may have your chance again, I am going to do a micro print run again for convention season and take it from there. Tough love, baby. Tough love.

“Redskin Rashy” marks a pretty strong shift in tone from the other Rashy books.  Sure, there’s still boobs n’ grass n’ other junk, but this is downright wholesome compared to Rashy Rabbit 4. Which, I gotta admit, seriously bummed my 5 fans out.  I got a surprising amount of feedback that I was headin’ waaay off course. In fact, I still hear from folks that the first Rashy Rabbit comic was the best. Jeez, now I know how The Violent Femmes feel.

Here it is, brought to you in it’s full B&W splendor, Redskin Rashy, the comic that pushed me from existential angst into full-blown farce. There is no turnin’ this van around now.

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