
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*

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.

Man, I don’t know what a hair biscuit is, but it’s bound to be weird.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve enjoyed playing Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey. It’s a fun game, but it’s just too damn long. I started playing it back in October, for crying out loud. I’m not sure every game has to give us 100 hours of play time or it’s crap or anything like that. Maybe just give me fifteen to twenty hours of solid, well-made game, and I’ll be okay with that.
And yeah, that’s an Odyssey reference. I’m all literary and crap, yo.

I’m going to see Endgame tonight, so no spoilers, please.

The Wife is very critical of my sartorial choices.

I’m not sure why else anyone would want to grow a beard.

People running a yard sale, apparently: Hey, here’s a bunch of crap we don’t want anymore! Does anyone else want our crap? Buy our crap and clutter up your own life!