Your honour, the defence would like to refer you to the comic dated March 13 of this year.
Unfortunately, that pressure never goes away kid – every year my performance review at work focuses less on my accomplishments and more on the few things I didn’t achieve as well as how I can add more to my workload in the coming year. As the saying goes: “Once I did bad, and that I heard ever. Twice I did good and that I heard never”
As a Christian, aren’t you supposed to forgive? Or turn the other cheek? Or something?
How dare you, sir. Those innocent cherubs are flawless in every way – it can’t possibly be THEIR fault if the buffoons in charge aren’t capable of keeping their M.I.T.-level intellects engaged. We can just be thankful that there’s a janitor that also happens to be a top class athlete to keep them – and his chosen few adults – on the straight and narrow.
I’M NOT CRYING, YOU’RE CRYING!
Is there a speech bubble above her head that got cut off..?
GET BENT, CLIPPY!!!!
Remember, Mr. B is a recovering chubster who was shown the light of running/triathlons/swimming/biking by Frazz.
Because of this strip today, I headed off and googled the man in question, who appeared on that (smoke-filled!) game show. It was absolutely fascinating!
The man-flu is a thing. But I agree, if this comic were reversed there would be war. #timesup