Ask Doctor Tobacco

(G. L. Pease) Dr. Tobacco, resplendent in his perfectly pressed white lab coat, log-log-decitrig slide rule and antique pocket protector, yellowed from years of smoke-filled rooms, and stuffed with medium point Biros and pipe cleaners, has returned to his underground lair to explore new and exciting things to do with the his newly patented Smokinator, tanks full of highly classified rocket fuel and small rodents, so it’ll just be me, back at the keys for issue number 17. He does send his regards, however, and wants his readers to be assured that any resemblance to Dr. Heinz Doofenshcmirtz is purely coincidental. (Where’s Perry?) Continued