Savage Chickens by Doug Savage for September 23, 2024

That beats feeling hopeless.

Ah … the basis for another modern religion.

I’m busy making my own future. But the shipping costs on that much duct tape is killing me.

This is how you wind up imagining a bitter future.

There’s always going to be a future. Don’t worry about that. (It might not have human beings in it, though.)

Vote Trump.

I’d rather work toward a future than run and hide back in the past.