Archive for February, 2014
I don’t really run into situations anymore where I need cash so I never seek it out on purpose. I was handed some recently and honestly forgot what I used to do with it. No… I never kept it in my wallet. Do I have a money clip? Hmm… chapstick, car keys, some sort of sentient lint ball… Maybe the other pocket. No, that’s my phone… Oh, I should probably step out of line to do this part.
My dad must have felt so great when I started mowing the lawn. I can’t wait for that magic moment myself.
“Okay maybe just this one little… ooh these are on sale though. Oh! Limited edition! Hey, do me a favor and run back to the front of the store and get a cart while I guard these.”
The description in panel 2 actually works really well. Panel 3 would probably work just as well but I haven’t tried it yet.
“I guess we now have to change our names to Larry.”
“Because you are what you eat!”
“Get out of my dining room/dungeon.”
This conversation happened to me all the time as a kid.
“Mom, could you make me an ice cream cone?”
“Abracadabra, you’re an ice cream cone.”
*sigh* “Mom, could you please make an ice cream cone for me?”