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Being a skinny guy can be a real pisser sometimes. But, you know, what are you gonna do.
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Being a skinny guy can be a real pisser sometimes. But, you know, what are you gonna do.

One of these days I’ll make a moving comic for real, but I’m going to have to be inspired by some sort of strong emotion first. Like, falling in love or having some sort of dream come true, or almost dying (again– car crash). Unfortunately, none of those things are especially likely to happen anytime soon, except maybe almost dying. The other two you have to work hard for and take requisite skills, but almost dying can sneak up and get your ass anytime, anywhere. Death is crafty like that.

I’m not kidding, either. I don’t know if it’s a googlebomb or what, but that’s what we got. Also, searching for vile images to set your roommate’s background image to is a great excuse to look at things you know you’re not supposed to be looking at.

Actually, green shirts are for leprechauns. Pimps, too, I suppose. Leprechauns and pimps.

Suzi managed to score two or three drinks from this guy while managing to avoid talking to him hardly at all. Every time he’d bring her a drink, she’d just point and basically say, “Look, boobies!” and he’d go running off like a beagle after a tennis ball.  She was brilliant to watch. A true master in the art of Social Judo.