Sometimes, there’ll be a thing– not many things, not often– but you’ll come across it, and it’ll just plain need googly eyes on it, am I right?

Part 3 of 3 (of the Madame Butterfly: Severely Abridged part). Sad music.

Just remember, this comic version is speeding past a good two and a half hours of WOW ARE THOSE PRETTY SOUNDS AND COSTUMES. I will repeat: this week was brought to you by the Minnesota Opera. Good times. Check ‘em out!

Page 2 of 3 (of the Madame Butterfly: Severely Abridged part).

Page 1 of 3!

…of the play, I mean. It’s part 3 of the 5-part… ehh, you know what I mean.

http://www.mnopera.org/

Heh. Sorry about that, opera folks.

Though what could be better than a page about Madame Butterfly, you ask? What about three pages about Madame Butterfly? Which we happen to have just enough days left in the week for?

http://www.mnopera.org/

^ These people know how to put on a show. You should check ‘em out.

More tomorrow!

An epilogue of sorts. Because I would be a great big flaming liarpants if I didn’t admit this is also a sizeable part of why I can’t stand babies

Cameo by my brother and sister-in-law’s as-yet-unhatched kid. To their credit, the parents-to-be ARE naming said kid after a Batman villainess, so that’s a definite point in their favor for anything.

Joy the Flaaffy from aaaaall the way back in comic 5.

Had to admit, if someone said they wanted a custom plush that would drool from the face and dispense small amounts of feces at random, I would be all for them going ahead with that.

Part 3 of 5.

Not a comprehensive explanation by any means, but good enough to get the idea across for the kind of stuff I’m talking about.