Ok, that it. I’m done. Until tomorrow. :-D
I come to the comics to get away from the insanity of the wacky progressives. I guess we’re supposed to live in mud and straw huts and eat nothing but raw vegan foods.
I wonder who it belonged to?
She’ likely to piggyback with a professional jumper. I can’t imagine they’d let her solo on a first jump.
Nancy always has been the brains and common sense of the family.
Even a broken clock is right twice a day.
These two have nothing in common other than narcissism.
She doesn’t want the nerd to get any ideas.
Tiff’s hair is growing on me. It beats the old helmet head she’s sported forever. It makes he look more mature.
Social media is ruthless. It’s easy to flex anonymously in your underwear behind a computer screen in your mom’s basement.