Now we’re back to the post-vomiting episode cartoons. Sorry about the mixup- I got all excited and wanted to get to the serious part of the story where people wrapped in bubblewrap were sliding around and talking about large, important life choices…
When you have to have a conversation that you don’t want to have, you know someone’s gonna butt in. And if that person can move his arms and legs around, I mean, dang! Some people, right?
Happy New Year!
It’s good to have these talks. Really get everything out in the open- get on the same page.
Troy’s Back!
You figured it out, didn’t you? Clever.
My apologies for getting things slightly out of order.
Yesterday’s cartoon comes at the end of next week’s cartoons, but… there were vomit jokes and I guess I just couldn’t wait to hurl ’em at ya!
Sympathetic Spew is an issue. Around theme parks, it’s a big issue. Around county fairs, it’s still some sort of issue, but not so much.
At an OutdoorFest, I’m not sure how it’d be classified. Maybe it depends on how well stomach contents spread throughout a body of baby oil. If the blending is rapid and far-reaching, I imagine that the retching would also be rapid and far… retching.
Or something.
Hubris’ subconscious is pretty adept at conjuring up a Dad. Good Advice, Upbeat Manner, and a Heads-Up to be careful.
I guess when Dad’s not there in person, your subconscious has to work overtime… or overwork sometime. Like Naptime.
She acts so surprised sometimes. You’d think she’d know better… or at least know enough to see who Paste was sitting on before starting the conversation.
Time flies when you’re having fun, but slows down when your anticipation is high, or when you’re very alert. I guess these guys are learning that your watch and your memories are never going to match up particularly well…
I’m sure the fluffy pink handcuffs were a slick notion- while everyone else was tying bandanas around their ankles, the OMG team were getting that smart set of clicks as the cuffs ratcheted down onto them, where, fuzzy or not, I bet they were a darn sight less fun to run in than a scrap of cheap cotton.
Also, D.J. is probably gonna GET it, when… y’know…they don’t have to be within arm’s reach of retaliation.
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