here I am again
Ugh… I cannot befuckinglieve I have to get up at seven-thirty in the morning for jury duty tomorrow. I made sure (re: forgot) to shower today so I will be extra greasy for the interview which will hopefully contribute to the persuasive efforts I intend to make to prove how unfit I am to be a juror. I guess they didn’t receive (re: read or respond to) my whiney letter explaining why I can’t do it.
No, I have not been drawing new comics and holding out on you. All four of you.
…Alright fine. All three of you. If you count me it’s four, though. Four readers.
Here is a comic in celebration of my one-month anniversary of not chain-smoking everyday. I would say I “quit” but I don’t want to eat my words later and look like an asshole and also I had a few smokes when I was drunk. Not every time I was drunk, just twice. Which both happily and sadly is a significantly small ratio of drunk-smoking relative to drunk-not-smoking instances over a thirty day period for me.
Any way I found this in a magazine from the olden days and clipped it and stuck it in an envelope and found it again this week.
His Actions Speak Louder Than Words-The Tammys