Next up: bicycle and airplane.
Somewhere out there is a person who was recently diagnosed with inoperable brain cancer who is both offended and saddened by today’s strip. Please write to Fry & company to express your displeasure.
I feel like this is his villain origin story.
The job you get when you don’t make the cut as a police sketch artist.
I’m disappointed that I have never been able to test my quicksand survival skills as an adult. As a kid, I was expecting to run into it more frequently than I have.
More like Every Town, USA.
I was going to write and ask what the joke was. Then I noticed the mask. Alone on a desert(ed) island.
I feel like bathtub drains should be on there somewhere.
Last night I couldn’t sleep. Gave up at 5 am and took my cpap off. Fell asleep about 5:30. Woke up at noon-thirty with my cpap on. I was a little freaked out by that.
Ha! You wish they had cable. And a cell to yourself. Must be a New England jail.