Moderately Confused by Jeff Stahler for June 12, 2024

Be sure to see today’s “Mannequin on the Moon” on GoComics.

Mine’s more like a full body dry heave

I don’t dance well at all. Never have.

I am going to make a very politically incorrect statement. It will upset multiple groups all at once.

I suffer from white, heterosexual male disease: I can’t dance.

I can “feel” the music but I just can’t get my body to move with the music. So I just get up there, make myself look like a fool and not care.

Familiar in docs’ waiting rooms all over the world. Phones on, slumped in seat, head down, one arm in tucked, one or both legs working like grape stompers, eyes squinted at little screens. The new generation of nebbish.

“I can’t stop my leg”. —Robert Klein

who cares… just as long as yer stayin’ alive!

Lie down and shut up.

My husband had restless leg syndrome. It was awful. There were so many nights he had to sleep in the lazyboy because his legs kept jerking.

Find a 1:1 edible, use an hour or so before bed depending on your tolerance.