Family Circus, 6/5/08
A discussion about the nature of eternity, set against a blank, featureless void: behold the beginning of the transformation of the Family Circus into Existential Despair Comics.
Mark Trail, 6/5/08
“No! When Kelly took my pictures, she made me do things and touched me and it made me feel funny and bad! I MUST PROTECT THE ANIMALS!”
Gil Thorp, 6/5/08
“I mean, he’s still a total douche, so by all means carry on with the assault; I just can’t stand to see a savage beatdown conducted under false pretenses. It cheapens it, you know?”
“That’s my wife! The only thing she cares about more than my health is money, and the things you can buy with money.”
Oh man, that plume of noxious smoke is just the delicious icing on the “fuck you, hippies”-flavored cake.