And being able to ask for seconds is just the icing on the, uh, cornbread.
It’s still February. She’ll be dismayed for another three months.
I guess her stylist is named Julia.
The absolute Gaul to use an Obelix to tell time!
Yes, well, you’re like 123 years old, Mr. Wallet. :)
…but generally only if you’ve forgotten your phone, at this point.
“Percussive maintenance.”
Imagine if OJ had saved this for a Sunday strip.
Nancy’s just phoning it in now.
I’m worried that someone will notice I’m the only person here without Impostor Syndrome.
And being able to ask for seconds is just the icing on the, uh, cornbread.