Dinosaur Comics!

it's only SOME of the way there and i could not have communicated that more clearly

i'd tell you to walk it off, but you don't know how to walk, so - crawl it off!  oh, no crawling yet either?  uh... roll it off?

yes mr. and mrs. flies decided to name their baby "thyme", what of it?  it pairs nicely with his brother "horse"

and i don't have to tell you this, but when that happens in a matter/antimatter intermix chamber it's not great

standing next to your own personal bespoke wario is cool because they honestly make you look GREAT

given the small size of our field we're also the worst there is at what we do, but we like to focus on the positive

how often are you getting pizza pie thrown into your eyes, dean?  dean.  dean i just wanna know why you assumed that was a universal experience

AND it's the perfect socially-acceptable excuse to cram ice cream sandwiches into your mouth as quickly as possible.  "i had to eat my ice cream sandwiches quickly because i was in the shower".  inarguable.  laudatory.  celebrated by all

friends, romans, third type of guy: lend me your ears

sherlock put on a hamburger costume and deduced it felt all wrong for him.  he was a polish sausage costume guy or he was NOTHING

i'll consider art when i'm dead, and since i'm gonna be dead for a LOT longer than i'm alive, living is for filling up that art-consideration tank. to answer your question: no i am NOT interested in discussing my unusual theology any further

...wait, when the power goes out i DO search my cupboards for horses.  am i not supposed to

whenever a character in a movie looks through binoculars they should see that old-timey silent film train racing towards them, and THEN, according to KULESHOV, when they lower their binoculars we'll all get to see a reaction to that train.  filmic art, baby

meet a thousand babies and only four of them will be suckers!  this is good news for anyone whose life has - perhaps through no fault of their own - brought them to circumstances in which they must now absolutely meet one thousand babies

i have some "regrets"

getting hate mail from a dog is ruff, ruff, ruff

the gun-powered mousetrap is precisely the sort of invention you get when you have WAY too many guns and WAY too many mice