After 3 years, 300 pages of script, 220 pages of art, tons of covers, one glorious website, various specials, sketchbooks and suchlike, it's time for Malcolm Magic to finally hang up his ears.
Without the dedication, enthusiasm and downright genius of my partner in command and bro Robin, who created this entire adventure from scratch and then penned each issue in a way which a dumba$$ like me could understand ("Malcolm goes on the left of the panel...the LEFT. No, your OTHER left.." etc) none of this would EVER have happened. So thank you bro, for showing me that a little spark can start a VERY large engine.
And of course, thanks to Marky, who has allowed us to take our pencilled and typed silliness and spill it over the internet like a freshly bought pint of ale! Marky, you rock, and continue to amaze us!
So join me, Gents, up here on the bridge, and each grab a wheel, 'cos we've got a bigger ship to pilot now, and MOON! ain't gonna drive itself you know...
HA-ZAA! We did it!
P.S. Cheerio, Malcsy, I love ya' pal!