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So it’s just this endless laundry list of all these things I’ve done wrong. Maybe I’m lashing out because I hate the feeling of cream cheese in my shoes. Guess that never occurred to you.
Let’s just check my itinerary . . . hmm . . . no. But I would be able to pencil you in after lunch, if that’s okay. But I can’t promise anything. I normally have unplanned emergencies that pop up around that time, and may need to postpone. How much advanced notice do you require before the village razing?
This just in … John Tyson of Tyson Foods has crossed the road and decided to redirect his fortunes into pest control … also, a local man ordered a chicken and an egg from Amazon to see what came first … stay tooned …!
Memo to Randolf Scott: I did not bury your favorite buffalo-pube toothbrush in the backyard. It is safely hidden away, along with your grey and blond merkins, in a sex toybox somewhere in Provincetown.
The price of canned jackfruit ($21.86) is too pricey for me. I don’t really care either…. I’ve never tasted the stuff. If anyone here has tasted it, what does it taste like? Don’t say CHICKEN, please.
I have it on good authority that buffalo do not have pubic hair. The hair down there is the same as it is everywhere. So, either the buffalo is covered in pubic hair, or it has fur that tickles it’s willie. This does beg the question, is my buffalo skin rug really nothing more than a pubic hair bath mat?
There is one thing that I do know conclusively, and that is, Mr. bug for brains, you are an abomination! Prepare for a thorough ransacking, henceforth!
Having foreseen your fate, you are now fully qualified to be principal protagonist in a neo-Charles Dickens novel, one the author of which, however, is sadly drug-addled and dreams of cricket caps, jackfruit, and other teratoid abominations, blending in spiritual formations from E.A. Poe, H.P. Lovecraft, and Samuel Beckett, and no doubt some others that may not be named here.
*Space Madness at The Station* over 2 years ago
Pearl Bailey Irish Coffee.Justin Hoffman family is Jimmy Hoffa hiccup.
*Space Madness at The Station* over 2 years ago
*Space Madness at The Station* over 2 years ago
This one is a pickle in the middle.
Find a chance to snack.
*Space Madness at The Station* over 2 years ago
Wells nells in the middle slap that pot belly and leave the slapper by the slappee and clap all night long..
Randy B Premium Member over 2 years ago
Nope, just gonna pry that locust illustration off your head. And burn it.
FLIGHT SUIT over 2 years ago
So it’s just this endless laundry list of all these things I’ve done wrong. Maybe I’m lashing out because I hate the feeling of cream cheese in my shoes. Guess that never occurred to you.
Randy B Premium Member over 2 years ago
Someone get the Space Captain a cold drink! He’s overheating!
*Space Madness at The Station* over 2 years ago
Sorry love got my Labor of ❤️ love capital of love you! Enough is enough.
bxclent Premium Member over 2 years ago
life can be cruel ….
descabro over 2 years ago
So? Launch the locust before it’s too late.
Zebrastripes over 2 years ago
This just goes to show, you give a grasshopper a landing field and they take over the whole freaking farm…….chickens and all. The clucking idiots
I’ve got to dig deeper to hide my canned jars of jackfruit…the deeper the better and out of sight….along with that disgusting toothbrush…Ew Ew
Brass Orchid Premium Member over 2 years ago
Let’s just check my itinerary . . . hmm . . . no. But I would be able to pencil you in after lunch, if that’s okay. But I can’t promise anything. I normally have unplanned emergencies that pop up around that time, and may need to postpone. How much advanced notice do you require before the village razing?
3hourtour Premium Member over 2 years ago
…actually, it was your lame yo-yo tricks that flipped my switch…
…and don’t getting me started about the flakes of dead skin in your eyebrows…
Howard'sMyHero over 2 years ago
This just in … John Tyson of Tyson Foods has crossed the road and decided to redirect his fortunes into pest control … also, a local man ordered a chicken and an egg from Amazon to see what came first … stay tooned …!
willie_mctell over 2 years ago
He’s got the right string but the wrong yo-yo.
Linguist over 2 years ago
Memo to Randolf Scott: I did not bury your favorite buffalo-pube toothbrush in the backyard. It is safely hidden away, along with your grey and blond merkins, in a sex toybox somewhere in Provincetown.
coltish1 over 2 years ago
Well, finish flossing first, for heaven’s sake. Then we’ll talk about your budget for foam hats to wear to the Crickets’ game. ‘Number 1’ indeed!
painedsmile over 2 years ago
The price of canned jackfruit ($21.86) is too pricey for me. I don’t really care either…. I’ve never tasted the stuff. If anyone here has tasted it, what does it taste like? Don’t say CHICKEN, please.
6turtle9 over 2 years ago
I have it on good authority that buffalo do not have pubic hair. The hair down there is the same as it is everywhere. So, either the buffalo is covered in pubic hair, or it has fur that tickles it’s willie. This does beg the question, is my buffalo skin rug really nothing more than a pubic hair bath mat?
There is one thing that I do know conclusively, and that is, Mr. bug for brains, you are an abomination! Prepare for a thorough ransacking, henceforth!
Radish... over 2 years ago
For sale, Cheap!
charles9156 over 2 years ago
too much cnn
*Space Madness at The Station* over 2 years ago
David Carradine will walk on rice paper.
Forgive please.
3hourtour Premium Member over 2 years ago
…three new shows…
…new game of thrones…
…new lord of the rings …
…new the chosen…
…chosen is my favorite…
…actually brought me to tears…
Sisyphos over 2 years ago
Thou hast said it.
Having foreseen your fate, you are now fully qualified to be principal protagonist in a neo-Charles Dickens novel, one the author of which, however, is sadly drug-addled and dreams of cricket caps, jackfruit, and other teratoid abominations, blending in spiritual formations from E.A. Poe, H.P. Lovecraft, and Samuel Beckett, and no doubt some others that may not be named here.
Need we an exorcist? Oh, Jason Miller!