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Ah yes, a child’s favorite past time: finding loopholes around and arguing about your bedtime to eventually conk out on the couch since your developing kiddie metabolism won’t allow you to stay awake past 10 PM anyway. Such fond memories!
Miles is slowly becoming one of my favorite Angry Smols, right next to Max from Camp Camp.
I have NEVER met a kid who actually enjoyed prunes. Plums, possibly. But never prunes.
This got me thinking how many life lessons we step-siblings learn from endangering each other’s lives. Kids are just dumb, man!
And therein lies the dilemma, because seeking medical attention means drawing the attention of his parents. Which is the LAST thing he wanted right now.
And so a new arc begins with the most common way possible: one of the boys getting injured.
When neither of you are in danger of going to the hospital as a kid, are you really having fun with your friends?
You’d be surprised over what you can buy at the fair.
The most common thing heard around our foster home: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!” followed by a frantic “IT’S FINE! YOU’RE FINE!” and a more desperate “Don’t tell mom!!”
Me, eating cereal for breakfast: “Meh.” Me, eating cereal for dinner: (in a French accent) “Aah! The flavor! The consistency! Tres magnifique! No other cuisine on earth can achieve such perfection!”