What was your gateway into comics? #comicsky

We finally get to be the good guys in Star Wars. That’s not nothing.

I don’t know what kinda Signal chats y’all have. My brother uses it to make me look at his dick every time he’s drunk. Zero political stuff. Just unwanted dick pics and Thanksgiving recipes.

I don’t think you can claim to be a professional in the anxiety game until you’ve had anxiety about shit that already happened and worked out great.

I’m a big fan of this. Remember to get the blood flowing. Walk the perimeter of the yard and stand silently in a corner, sucking on a piece of hard candy, or a cigarette, while staring out at the horizon.

Hey I felt something crawling on me and when I finally looked down after a few minutes it was a spider! That’s so awesome! I thought for sure it was gonna be nerve damage but it was real this time!

Does this mean Drew Carey can sell his own merch now? Cause I’d buy Drew Carey show action figures. I’d buy ALL the Mimi repaints.

Banana President

It never, ever, not once in all of everything thunk a thought.

Is phpbb an app? Can we do that again? I liked that.

I hate how you can hear people’s eyeballs just flopping around in their skulls. Just little wet meat things making all those sounds.

It’s all so quiet now. The smell of powder persists. Paper rustles against the curb when the wind blows. There’s a few bangs and thumps in the distance. Boyhood desires cast about, finding their ends in a pop and a little smoke.

Steak sauce is great. On fries.

oh the weather outside is frightful the lack of snow is not delightful the temperature's way too high we're gonna die, gonna die, gonna die

The center will not hold. It’s coming apart faster than they can grasp at it. Scary times.

Man, you gotta quit the first time they try to kill a story like this. You don’t get to quit the fifth time, or when it’s your story. You gotta sack up and walk now or you lose mountains of unrecoverable respect every single day after. Heroes and disappointments coming with the sunrise.

Do not build churches to people. Those foundations are always made of sand. Eventually you are forced to stand in the wreckage and admit it or deny the destruction exists as it crashes down around you.

The older I get, the less is required of someone for me to consider them a reasonable person. I do not know if this is reflective of the man or the times. Perhaps one has driven the other to the edge of this particular quarry and encouraged his compatriot to look down, down, down into the abyss.

This. But about sandwich cheese.

We’re all watching the coyote run in mid-air, just waiting for it to look down.

Huh.

I would eat cottage cheese more if it was nacho flavored. Cottage flavor sucks.

It’s like I’m 16 all over again.

Much like pro wrestling, it is possible for all sides to lose and for that uniform loss to be the best possible outcome. What a wild couple days. Bet it gets crazier from here.

Why does Wolverine have dead girlfriends like he’s trying to write Mambo No. 6?

I can’t remember the last time I saw a flock of birds.

Are we frothing yet? It feels very frothy out there.

I want a Dick Pill that just turns me into different guys named Richard.

Total Eclipse of the Heart is a bullshit song title. It’s always dark in there. For everyone. If it’s not dark, you’re dying. No one has a sun and a moon in their chest Bonnie, that’s crazy talk.

I feel like you can’t swim in lemon custard. There’s just no ability to float. However, the medium of custard is liquid enough that it MAY be possible to drown. So, in conclusion, an Olympic diving pool of lemon custard may be the perfect trap.

So many people tonight get to have the age old argument: “I am NOT taking candy from our child! I am PURCHASING a Butterfinger from the vendor in my living room!” Followed by, “He could’ve chosen to keep the chocolate! He wanted the $10! No I don’t consider it bribery, I consider it Capitalism!”

With any luck, this is at least the end of the beginning.

I once stood alone in a room and ate four donuts as fast as I humanly could because I knew the next person to come through that door was going to throw them away and that made me sad. I was the agent of their liberation.

11,000 people and 39 starships were destroyed at Wolf 359. I suspect whatever you’ve done, you haven’t betrayed an entire quadrant of the Milky Way Galaxy. Never, ever trust a motivational speaker.

This is all tech now. We are pretending it is not this and that is entirely predictable, I suppose.

Rock collecting is probably the second oldest hobby after strangling the chicken.

I’ve started sharing most opinions only with my dogs. It’s improved my life pretty dramatically.

I feel like people are having kids just to have someone new to show the drum solo from In the Air Tonight.

The frog man should be President now.

I’m gonna miss 60 Minutes. What a run and what a great program. Really something special in American broadcast news.

People seem to be living in about thirty different realities ranging from… 1. Everything is fine and we are absolutely free. 2. Authoritarian fascist hellscape. And you’re all doing it at the same time while talking about the same things and hooo boy is it all so very very weird.

Just me and this lobster hangin out in a tub. I’m sure it’s fine. He keeps saying it’s fine. It’s a little warm but it’s fine.

If you wanna meet Stan, then you do it in an airport hotel bathroom hallway in the summer of 1994 with zero windows and less air conditioning, just like the rest of us. This is gross.

You shouldn’t do press releases on platforms where farts are reviewed. That’s an incongruity that damages both parties. It makes this entire endeavor lesser.

This ain’t nothin. Let me know when we get to “National Parks exist because there’s a species of leprechauns that live there and we have to keep them safe because they’re the only ones that know which caves lead to the dinosaur valleys which is where the bigfoots/feet and Dog Men come from.”

A lot of people think this is eternal. Immutable. Words on stone millions of years old. Etched. Carved. Digital rock. You and I know a secret. This is ephemeral. Unmoored from the passage of time. This place is a fragile capsule in a vast void permeated by an electric hum.

I envy people that don’t get or enjoy gallows humor.

Swim in the darkness and you’re gonna soak up bad shit. Learned that internet lesson a long time ago. It can be really hard to kick that righteous rage hit, though. That shits potent. It’ll eat you up like that Hall and Oates lady.

That felt entirely predictable.