The actual story is that my dad is going to see one of his old middle school friends who now lives in Nara (which is famous for its deer shrine). The fellow's nickname back-then (but really, who keeps in touch with their friends from middle school?) was 'Monkey' (or I suppose 'Saru').
My dad's been swearing otherwise, but I still think the bad monkey with the baseball bat is supposed to be him.
This was technically the first Johnny Wander comic I ever drew. There were several that came before, but they weren't in the correct dimensions. This one was drawn some time in the early summer, and the conversation did happen in our last apartment, and we did hold those poses for a good 20 or so seconds. It has been a long desire of John's and mine to have a coffee table. Alas, the apartment we live in now is far too small and it is a big responsibility to have a coffee table.