The snake is dead. Long live the snake!
You may recall him choking on a fly once before. Let’s remember that beautiful moment.
Phew. Really dodged a bullet there. It sure is hard to dodge bullets (see, the bullet is an analogy for flies. it’s very clever. you probably just don’t get it, here, let me explain it again…).
Oh, just to be clear, this isn’t the end. Yet.
That’s so needless… so caprice… so… stupid.
Yes! Stupid!
Snake! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! D:
Am I the only one thinking about that fly transforming into… something.. stupid
Oh, it crossed my mind. But now that the snake’s dead so are his powers. The fly is dead as well.
So for long enough to build temples and establish a sort of priesthood and rituals, the world has turned around the eternal, tail-biting, mystery-spewing Stupid Snake? Are they going to achieve the Buddhist goal of getting off the wheel now that he’s gone?
Heh heh… You’ll see soon enough
I just figured he really,…REALLY doesn’t like flies in his soup… So instead of calling for the waiter to deliver the beginning of that age-old stupid joke,…since this is a wordless comic, Snake just dies as the ultimate slap-shtick punchline to it…
He’s a godly being,…after-all….he’ll be back in some way or another…
Darned flies!!!!!
Ouroborus shown everywhere, spirit rising from the snake… so he’s not dead-dead, right?
maaaaaayyybbeeeee
Catharsis achieved.