…and one of them wants to take over the world while the other one just wants to start his own rock band.
Champ? That means their neighbor is The Postal Dude.
Now the “tank” makes a lot more sense. But it still won’t help. That cat is sooooo going on a shotgun barrel.
At least nobody is making inappropriate jokes about swingers’ clubs.
Agony of the feet will never cease.
It’s a recording on the phonograph.
Not anymore.
Also not with the entire Earth population. Part of it is underage.
He’s telling the truth.
Did he also chop of his junk? ‘cause there’s no kind of censor in the last panel.
Cordyceps it is. And he’s an ant.
…and one of them wants to take over the world while the other one just wants to start his own rock band.