1907 - An Illustrated History

R.I.P.

Owen was in the unenviable position of being situated between a juggernaut and the English navy. Of course, it didn't help that he was distracted by his summer camp duties, which involved wielding absolute power over a malnourished legion in the middle of the godforsaken woods. Mistah Kurtz, he dead.

JUGGERNAUT?

More like jugger-naught.

1903 - An Illustrated History (Special R.I.P. Edition)

"WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME?!"

I wish I knew, Tom. I wish I knew.

1906 - An Illustrated History

R.I.P.

A DRESS REHEARSAL OF LEO'S THESIS DEFENSE

Zzzzzzzzzzz

This blog has become BORING. Where's the smack talk? The insults? The death threats? The schadenfreude? I may have taken it all a bit too far last game, but if you guys aren't going to impugn each other's honor or delight in other's suffering, then you might as well be playing online bridge.

1904 - An Illustrated History

"FOR HATE'S SAKE,

I SPIT MY LAST BREATH AT THEE"

ABOVE: Tom is regretting voting for that stupid ranking system right about now.

"I GET BY WITH A LITTLE HELP

FROM MY FRIENDS"

ABOVE: Tony cradles his most cherished possession. Now whose security interests are served by an English invasion of Italy, I wonder...

THE PROCESSOR'S PLIGHT

ABOVE: Tony is cracking under the weight of his responsibilities. He shouldn't feel bad, though. Processing is a hard job. Not all men can do it.

R.I.P.

R.I.P.

Also, allow me at last to pay my respects to another fallen nation:

R.I.P.

R.I.P.