I don’t know what it is about that guy, but there’s something about him I don’t trust. Just a gut feeling.
I’d have used a towel…
It often rains on the 4th I’ve noticed, and with the fireworks (though again prohibited) it may be just as well.
Who still writes cheques anymore? Would Erin even know what to do with one?
Subtle…
There’s nothing wrong with the word “waitress”, you know. Nor “actress”. Stopping butchering the language already.
And I thought Monty had a girl’s hair between his fingers in the second panel, but it was just the outline of his shirt.
I haven’t had my morning coffee yet and thought that was a razor blade at first.
You get used to it. I don’t think I could sleep in silence anymore. Too many noisy cars going by the house at night.
Ever since I got a white noise machine, I don’t hear any “noises” anymore.
I don’t know what it is about that guy, but there’s something about him I don’t trust. Just a gut feeling.