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Throwing Stuff Away

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So, let’s just get to the topic you really want to discuss with today’s comic: that Chimnea tealight holder. I believe it came from one of my mother’s students (she teaches monsters…I mean kindergarten kids) and that means when it comes to gift-time, she gets the short end of the stick. Sometimes she makes out okay. A WaWa gift card, perhaps. Most of the time she gets the unexplainable or a scented candle. Yet, this magnificently molded tealight holder, well…it really did make you pause and ponder your place in the universe. To the horror of my father (actually, he never knew), Momma Dukes was going to just throw it away, but I quickly snapped at the chance to have it.


Can’t say. Call me a packrat or call me compulsive. I wanted it, and then I put it on top of my fridge for a few months, watching it collect dust like everything else does in this closet I live in. Well, today I realized what I could do with it. THROW IT AWAY.

…Oh? That wasn’t what interested you the most? Was it the duck sauce? The cond–whoops, sorry folks, we’re outta time! Talk amongst yourselves.

Written by Paul

August 4, 2008 at 11:43 pm

#375 – Chili’s Hostess

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I’m really tired and unsatisfied with the way my comics have been looking with the black background. I don’t even remember why I started doing it anyways. To be different, perhaps? But we’re going this way now, with a typewriter-esque font for the date. I like it. You should too. If not, well…suck a cow.

Now, I know you’re all on the edge of your seats here to learn who I’ve declared as the winner of the Name My MacBook contest. So, I’ll announce the winner…right after the commercial break.

Ah, wasn’t that refreshing? So, the winner is…treenieweenie! She must know that, deep down, I’m a simple man with simple passions, one of those being pasta. Thus, from this day forth, my laptop shall be known as Macaroni! Long live, Macaroni! Huzzah, huzzah! ::tosses confetti and watches fireworks::

Thanks to all that threw down their suggestions. A lot of them were great, really. Trina, I’ll start working on your undersea adventure artwork over the weekend.

Question of the day: How many snobs does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Half of the time we’re gone
But we don’t know where
And we don’t know where

“The Only Living Boy in New York” by Simon & Garfunkel

Written by Paul

June 19, 2008 at 12:02 am