Victor and Vissarionovich are friends of mine with a lot on their minds. They’re a tireless and timeless team, tight buddies until the End of Days.

Or something like that. In case you need some hand-holding here, Vic is the one on the left in the current comic and Vis is the one on the right.

Introductions aside, I promised them I would have their ideas put to expressive art form whenever Vis jumps on the horn to let me know. Vic has a hard time jumping on the horn to anyone, and besides– he says it hurts his tush too much.

What a wimp.

Let’s give Vic & Vis a warm Orcusville welcome, shall we? I love the smell of brimstone in the evening. Wait, wait, that was just a politician (evil buggers!). I’ll order brimstone to go…