“He lost me at ‘Whiskerbuns’.”
“Liberal’s Guide to Understanding Their Conservative Cat.” Somewhat of a niche publisher, n’est-ce pas?
It’s the Sonata #8, the “Pawthetique”
Gonna need at least 3 more cans
Searching for bargains on light poles is always better with your shins exposed.
Since those are actually office workers in the break room, the whole strip is a metaphor for arrested development.
Dang! He’s on to us!
That’s so annoying. The total # of stripes plus 4,326,012 is MY phone number. I must’ve received 32 wrong-number calls…
It was nice of Ted to bring Dr. Sumerian lunch, but it did nothing to smooth the encounter.