Sam and Fuzzy Q & A: Fishy Edition
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"What do Nicole, Fuzzy, Alexa, Sin and everyone else doing for Thanksgiving? Does Sam even like Thanksgiving?"-Tom
I've never really thought about it! Sam and Fuzzy takes place in the USA... but of course, I'm from Canada myself, and up here Thanksgiving is in mid-October. So I have a tendency to forget the American version right up until it's actually happening. Maybe that's the reason I've never done a Thanksgiving-themed strip!
I'm sure Sam does his best to throw as traditional a Thanksgiving feast as possible. He seems kind of square that way. I can't imagine it turns out very well if he's the one cooking it, though.
As for Sin, I don't think he has time to celebrate earth holidays. His life is already a non-stop string of self-celebration... there's not much room in there for anything else!
"In strip 1416, it is alluded in Sam's dialogue that he's not alone in the dealing with whatever he deals with business. I guess the question is, are there lots of others whose main source of income is similar to NMS's and are we ever going to see any of these other people?"-Zachary
I think Sam was speaking more generally of anyone whose business or life is firmly entrenched in the so-called "second world". There are certainly plenty of other folks who are aware of the Underground and the various secret creatures, organizations, and species that exist below the physical or metaphorical "surface" of the Sam and Fuzzy-verse. But I don't think any of those people are running an operation that follows the same... uh... "business model" as NMS. (Possibly because it's not a terribly good one!)
"I've a question about Sam's cat: we know it thinks of spatulas, dreams of being catzilla, plays poker, eats people, and so on. We've seen it give birth to a dinosaur, and even move!
Yet, none of this compares with what we've seen on Monday's strip. Aren't cats supposed to always fall on their feet? Given it fell flat on it's face, only one question remains: what the hell is wrong with Butcher"-Bernardo
Well, to be fair, she did land on her front two feet! (Sort of.) They're just a little... stubby, is all.
So... false alarm! Nothing is wrong with Butcher. It turns out she's just an ordinary poker-playing, hand-eating, dinosaur-birthing cat after all.
That's a wrap for this week! See you on Monday, team.