It's very difficult for me to draw four panels that all contain the same "shot." I think it came out pretty well here, though I used a secret technique that shame forbids me to explain (though no it did not involve tracing paper). "Thank God the public only sees the finished product," said Woody Allen.
One thing that eases somewhat the pain of having gnawed off your own hand is the music of Sparks, to wit:
For this as for so much else I have substitute to thank. One slight drawback as far as unsatisfied yearning goes is that I kind of have a crush on both the guys who make up the band Sparks, these being brothers Ron and Russell Mael, but it's incidental, I can work around it. Though I bet either of those guys would let me bite him right on the neck. Especially Russell, he's the one on the right, just look at him. He'd love to be bitten right on the neck!