You know how sometimes it feels
like the entire world is roaring
through you & you realize that
you're just this naked pallete
clinging so delicately to some
fleshy robot & all your
ideas & all you experiences
are a kind of otherness forever
seperate yet wrapped inexorably
around your very core, tricking
you into believing it's you?
I suppose so...but i
can't help wondering...
...how you're going
to turn this into
some inane joke about
crotch fungus or
some butt disease, so
I hesitate to elaborate
at the moment...
that's exactly what I mean
though...those collections
of reactions don't dictate
my core, though they would
like to...
i've exorcised those particular
ones into this little nut-barnacle
over here in this cage...he will
bother us no more...
Oh my god! did you hear
what you said?! You said
"nut barnacle"!! he's still
inside you!!
silence!! the lords of the
metaverse have decreed
that your unholy reign of fart
humor & pretentious philosophy
is at an end!
from this day forward,
there shall be no more
talk of leprosy-ridden
burrito molestation!
no more prattling on
about mainlining mucinex!
only sarcastic office humor
that all can relate to shalt
flourish...behold the new order
of distinct punchlines & loveable,
inoffenisve characters!
"hey yitly,
aren't computers frustrating?"
"yes, but it's cute
how we struggle with them, ,
wouldn't you agree?"
"Sarcastic yes..."
NOO!!!!
*sigh*
solipsistic
colon-gristle!!
snot-mongering
clitoris crust!!
polydent-laden
anus-grain!!
...And so the dark ages continue...
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