As I’ve been subjected to the cruelest torture that a domesticated man can be subjected to (bathroom remodeling), I thought I’d make a strip that reflected my current outlook on life.
don’t worry bro, at least you’re not subjected to “Single Awareness Day”~
where you see so many couples around you and yet you’re~
Sad, cold, alone on S.A.D. but what can you do?~
buy a hooker that’s what~
Happy Early S.A.D.~
Really? I didn’t know that was a thing.
I feel the same way lately. Must be a string of days or something. This rut has got to go.
I need a change of environment I think. Like a new place to art would be great.
I’m sorry man, I love you and all, but that food already looks goddamn horrible.
But I…I drew it myself…
It’s like some un-godly mash of ice cream and toppings I’d make at a buffet. I hope.
Another excellent strip.
As to the horrible looking food–our clever friend Javis has done it again. We’re so focused on how terrible the shit parfait looks, that we’re missing the beauty and genius that is the shit parfait–frozen treat of the future.
Oh, John [bashfully rubs toe in the dirt], thank you sir:)
My mother once did a thing where you steeple your fingers and your friend guesses where his/her eyelash is hidden for a wish. Might be central american or somesuch.
The gesture now finds itself in a public internet comment.
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