http://goats.com/comic/2006/12/19/december-19-2006/ I’ve got bad news, though. There’s a lot more comics, but the story does not conclude. Maybe someday.
I used to work with a guy named Stan, and I began to realize that “Stan” was my own personal Satan. I lived my life by a credo of “don’t be like Stan”. Stan once shot a carpentry staple into the artery inside his elbow and squirted blood like the Black Knight in Holy Grail when he pulled it out with pliers. Stan had a collection of bellbottom jeans he’d been saving since the 70s so he could replace his when they wore out and never stop wearing bellbottoms. When he quit, I replaced him and spent many hours correcting his mistakes.
http://goats.com/comic/2006/12/19/december-19-2006/ I’ve got bad news, though. There’s a lot more comics, but the story does not conclude. Maybe someday.