Honestly, I really wish it would’ve ended in a funnier way, but I was so in shock and disbelief and jaded by my week spent explaining how I wasn’t Charlie Hebdo that I did nothing. I stared at him angrily, packed my stuff and left. I’d had enough.

One last comic about the festival in Quebec City and then we’re back to regular comics!

Also hey, it’s TCAF tomorrow! This is so exciting! Woo!! Here’s where to find me — right in front of the restrooms!