The adventures of the crew continue! The lengthy Army of Darkness parody begins, after more holiday hijinks. It's heartening to see, this (comparatively) early on in the comic Zoe is already having her role as the 'stick in the mud straight woman ' being lampshaded, as that bodes well for allowing her to develop a bit more personality. No such luck yet for Bunbun. I suppose being an irredeemable jerk is supposed to be the humor and charm of him, but I've never quite liked those kinds of characters myself; you know, the ones who genuinely make life worse, are actually awful, but then when the story threatens to take them away the characters go "oh noooo, we'll miss you!" To be fair there seems to be humorously framed celebration whenever it seems like Bunbun might be dead, but it's clear enough that, to the author and narrative, he's a special ol'guy you can't keep down.
This is where Sluggy Freelance hits 5 stars, and I don't think it ever really goes down from 5 stars for me for the whole rest of the comic (still running to this day, after decades). Incredibly epic and expansive comic, but it's worth the month it'll take you to read it.
In the third Sluggy Freelance collection we're treated to the first Hallowe'en sortie against Torg by the denizens of the Dimension of Pain, a flashback to Torg and Riff's junior high days, an ancient Egyptian tomb, an attempted murder from the future, and an attempt by the demon K'z'k (no vowels) to take over the world. Oh, and the holidays attack.