Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weinersmith for November 27, 2014
Dad! I'm tired of your dumb jokes! Why don't you mix it up for once? Mix it up, eh? A bar goes into a man. The bar says oops! I think we're doing this backward. The man says nothing because all that remains of him is sprayed blood and scraps of flesh. A priest, a rabbi, and a philosopher walk into the bar. But nothing they say will ever make this right.