#368 – Bench

In high school we had a weight training class for a few weeks. It was a big room filled with machines arranged in a circle. We would work on our first machine for a few minutes and then the coach would blow a whistle and we all got up and switched to the next one over. That room was a strange mix of grunting, metal clanging and rock music from the coach’s tiny beat up radio.

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8 thoughts on “#368 – Bench”

  1. I’m showing this to my boyfriend; he never believes me when I tell him that tickling can be deadly. I usually mean for him, but this will do, too.

  2. Dan says:

    That dog seems to be everywhere a death is going to happen. ….

    1. extremist343 says:

      Further proof that dogs are evil!

  3. kingklash says:

    Another reason why bacon will never replace Odor Eaters.

  4. Baughbe says:

    Spot, that’s not how you spot your master!

  5. MechZombie says:

    maybe the dog is like….the Furry Reaper?

  6. rich says:

    so, when you switched machines, did anyone wipe their sweat?

  7. Tarukai says:

    After reading the blurb below the comic… it’s like you went to the same school as me D:

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