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…
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…
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It’s true, one more adding to the soup won’t make a difference. Yakk, Technicolor burps, reviewing inputs, chucking chowder, extreme-submarine. (submarine-what you ate keeps resurfacing, aka superburps, and extreme is it came all the way to array itself for a review).
Psychedelic yawn. Talking to ralph. Worshipping at the altar of the porcelain god.
Talking to John Ceramica
losing lunch
heave
liquid laugh
pavement pizza
chunder
parbreak
disgorge
spew
eject
emit
regurgitate
Blow chow.
Spit chunks.
Buy the Buick, or the short form: Buick.
I once told a drunk, “I want the big chunks!”. Ya shoulda seen him after he looked at them.
Now we know why Kara was so worried sick…
*gurgle*
It’s mostly the fault of of the technicolor psychosis sneakers.
When the ones wearing them start spinning around on the shuffle board, the colors seem to flash in the daylight, causing extreme nausea, migraines, seizures, and vomiting.
Some have even displayed a total loss of the sense of taste, and begun asking where the could get a pair.
If they fit my wide ol’ feet decent, I’d certainly ask for a pair!
Same. 7-1/2 6E.
Men’s I take 8 1/2 D or E (depending on how the shoe’s made)….I’ve spent a lifetime on my feet earning the living and they have spread from that. I was in a Payless Shoes once and a guy was helping me, and he put my foot in the sizer and shoved all my toes together tightly and once things were curled, slid the thing over to get the width. I pushed the ball area of my foot flat and flipped the toes back out. He squeezed them all back together, I pushed the foot flat again. Third time he rolled and squeezed stuff, and I pushed. he said I can’t help you if you don’t let me measure your foot. I stood up and put the foot flat on floor with toes spread as they normally go and I said you have to fit that. He said if you won’t cooperate with me then I can’t help you. I said if you are trying so hard to roll my foot together, that means you have nothing that will fit me. And picked up my shoe, took off their fitting footie and strode out of there under full steam with one shoe (mine) in my hand. When I got home, I called back, the manager had been at the register and seen me steam out. I told her what went on, she offered me any shoes in the store for half off, and I said no, I don’t think you have anything wide enough. Never have gone back to those stores…