For Halloween I always get candy that I know I’ll gladly eat. That way I’m not afraid to buy a lot and have leftovers.
I always pick up candy that I enjoy. That way I can buy a bit more than I know I’ll need Halloween night. And, if I don’t give it all away, I’ll eventually eat it all myself.
Awfergawdsake! If you’re not going to update this fricken strip then delete it!
As far as I’m concerned there’s nothing wrong with pastrami that a good helping of Gulden’s Spicy Brown Mustard can’t cure.
Guts and gore all over the floor, and me without my spoon!
If today is a good example, I’d advise you not to pursue a career as a stand-up comedian.
And in response the guy should ask you if you know why donkeys don’t go to school. (The answer is “the whole world hates a smartass.”)
The pain of a paper cut is usually inversely proportional to the damage actually done.
If I’m “handwriting” stuff I print. If you saw my handwriting you’d understand why.
If ya can’t update this f(lip)ing strip then replace it!