Just to clarify for folks who haven’t read the past few strips: no, this is not meant to be a SHOCKING REVEAL of any kind. Merely part of how the way I was raised ended up playing out. Check a couple strips back if you’re confused.

And no, none of us really thought out the “keeping a jar packed full of bugs without getting any on you OR having them all suffocate” thing through beforehand.

RIP lots and lots of bugs ~ 1987 to 1987