I believe it was James A. Garfield, 20th president of the USA, that famously quipped: diet is “die” with a “t” (Although, I’m now thinking it may actually have been uttered by Lincoln’s secretary of war, Les from Funky Winkerbean). At any rate, sociologists now blame this oft-quoted and pithy witticism for the current obesity crisis now plaguing our nation; while others blame the undeniable magnetism of the delicacy first introduced to America as a gift to President Clinton from the Australian ambassador, the Bloomin’ Onion. Regardless, if Jon Q. Arbuckle hadn’t stayed in top shape how could he have escaped the clutches of law-enforcement after fatally shooting the president on July 2, 1881 in Washington D.C.’s Sixth Street Station? In the science of time travel we call this a paradox. By the way I drew a comic about dieting. I hope you like it. They tell me I should mention there are multiple drawings of blue penises. But no one warned me about that very thing before I went into the screening of Watchmen, and that one was taller than me!