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Kit had always wanted to be a quintissentially gallic french illustrated cartoon character and finally his wish had come true! All he needed now was the idea for his own graphic novel and perhaps an XXXL box of kleenex in case he got a cold or fancied a common 1 off the wrist? What kinda character wüd he be? Obelixesque? No, bin dun, tho it suited his frame? Tintin wasn't his angle and besides it was belgique! Perhaps a private dick? Yes! He already had 1 Of them and for obvious reasons! Yes! Kit McKay P.i. It sounded right! Then he could even shag all the dames that glided in to his office, stinking of cheap perfume and with legs to the bottom of their eyeballs, husky voiced like it'd seen one to many Gitanes washed down with an untamed Pernod and a sultry lipstick smattered smile! Yeah! She was a dame! A real dame! Untamed by years of bad guys tryin and too many nights alone and cryin! Why was she here? Why me? Why the hell not? I sat back in my leather chair and lit a Gitanne...