C'est la Vie by Jennifer Babcock for April 18, 2012

Try it with a McDonald’s #2 meal.

Eeeeeek! Weirder and weirder! I love Mona’s reaction: “oh never mind, I’ll just go get my coffee somewhere else.”

I feel sick….

Did some of the mutagenic dust from Endtown blow over to this strip? This is one nasty nightmare. I would suggest that next time make the coffee yourself. That or in Mona’s case, go somewhere where they don’t know you.

H. P. Lovecraft

…(Is scared. Hugs M. Smokey

That’s the very reason I go to Starbucks in the morning. The pretty barista always spits in my coffee. And they give me free used coffee grounds for the garden. (That last part is true.)

So Donna and Mona are just sittin’ around the table, shootin’ the sh…. um, well, Mona is, anyway.

Still, it’s probably better than office coffee.

what the H is donna supposed to be, a human dung beetle?

Ah, a DT nightmare from which there is no waking. Well, hopefully, there is an awakening – of the sober kind.

I think vorphil’s right, DT’s would explain this. Coupled with Mona’s vivid, weird imagination and other mental issues.But yeah this story line is creeping me out also.

“Aw Jesus Donna! That coffee tasted like $#&%!”“indeed it is feces…”“Really? Well, for $#&% it ain’t half bad.”

“That coffee tasted like $#&%!”

Try drinking from the other side of the cup…

what the heck does Mona smoke?!? awesome!!