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I didn’t believe this was even possible until I studied Richard P. Feynman’s facts of reflections, "Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman! “Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman!”
Methinks the well has run dry.
HEY! Is that silver duct tape? I have a wart to remove.
‘Likely haven’t updated their detectors since Hector was a pup (preceded Roscoe).
According to some, it’s all just a hologram on a really big sphere. I believe what they say comes from LSD when they were undergrads in the 1960s.
They must carry those holes around with them. Either that or they sweep the debris back into the water.
Under is impossible for hotel maids to fold so cute, and their Union’s rules are “Clean it Yourself.”
Hey! An empty parking space between those poles.
Yep, website of the French West Indies Medical School and Money Laundering, LLC.