I love this jacket. I’ve had it since I as a freshman in high school, back in 1994. My wife hates the thing. It is pretty ratty, I’ll admit, and has definitely seen better days.
Out all this week, out last Thursday and Friday…we may never get to school again.
It explains everything about the ’80s. Everything.
Like snowflakes in the air, these are the snow days of our lives.
We had so much damn snow this weekend. I even forgot I was supposed to post a comic until about two minutes to midnight. Oops.
This is it, the finale of the story only my brother asked for.
Pro tip: when hitchhiking, masks are probably not the best idea.
How will they get where they’re going? Where are they going anyway? Tune in next time to maybe find out!
Cattle prods featured heavily in the original trail police/stealth Busser story. Heavily.