Still my absolute favorite soda. I am so frustrated it’s only sold part of the year.
I’m open to an endorsement deal, Pepsi. Failing that, folks could still support the Patreon.
Still my absolute favorite soda. I am so frustrated it’s only sold part of the year.
I’m open to an endorsement deal, Pepsi. Failing that, folks could still support the Patreon.
I somehow manage to use the majority of our shared data each month. Damned if I know how.
Help me pay for it, maybe, by supporting the Patreon?
Faking your own death is never the answer.
Unless the question is, “What’s the one thing I could do that is guaranteed to make matters worse?”
Support the Patreon! Papa needs money, honey.
I got my Star Wars mousepad back in college. I’ve had it ever since, keeping it with me as a reminder that Star Wars is often.
And, given how terrible the prequels were, I often needed that reminder.
There’s my Patreon that you can still contribute to. Please do!
Like, super tolerant. And slightly stinky.
Visit and support the Patreon! Help me make more comics and stuff.
The Patreon! Please support me and my comic-making. I hate begging, but daddy has some expenses.
There’s still that Patreon you can support! Please support it.
Don’t forget to support me on Patreon!
Every year, the Wife becomes upset at ha into research the same procedures as if the students had never seen them. Every year, she’s convinced it’ll be the worst year ever. And every year, she remembers that, oh, it’s actually not that bad.
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