Uh, Danny, Walky can’t see your flashback, so it’s not incredibly useful to say “THAT night.”  Walky wasn’t there.  But it’s just as well, because it’s not like he’d care that his longtime babysitter died graphically or anything, would he?  Let him find out later somehow, whatever.

Even at the time, I bristled at saying “shit” in my comic, but the powers of alliteration were too strong for me to resist.  I expected the world to end, and when this strip published, it somehow didn’t.

Six years later I would render an actual, literal shit shower.