
I mean, he has that phone sex conversation with the frog lady, and I’m pretty sure a frog and a wallaby’s sex organs ain’t gonna line up.

I mean, he has that phone sex conversation with the frog lady, and I’m pretty sure a frog and a wallaby’s sex organs ain’t gonna line up.

Stupid SOLs.

In all my years of teaching, I’ve yet to find anyone who actually thinks the big end-of-course standardized tests are actually a good idea.

My niece has the most heinous farts ever. Ever.

I’m back! Maybe I’ll do some comics this weekend to make up for the missing ones?
Or maybe I’ll sleep in and forget the whole thing.

I am, I’ll be the first to admit, a rather chubby guy. I’ve got some moobs goin’ on. I’m working on getting rid of them, though. Honest. *eats Snickers bar*

Mornings are hard, yo.

Interestingly enough, there is a text file on my phone that is labeled “Comic Ideas.” I’ve had it across three or four phones now, and I’ve been trying to figure out how to use, “my hero, but a sandwich” for literally years.