Are you rockin’ the anchor necklace there? And you take the stud out when you sleep (or NOT-sleep, as the case may be)? Ane when does Strudel get a face piercing?
Ah, now I understand the midnight email! I was thinking everyone stayed up late but me last night.
Umm, French poodles? I always figured you’d wear vintage lace to bed. Wrong again.
QUIT PRETENDING LIKE YOU DON’T KNOW ME. COMPANION!
Yay French poodles and glitter pens. Your post makes me think of the My Little Pony commercials. “My little Pony!”
You know what you need. The power of the pyramid. That will make you straight. Word. Or maybe those space boots that you install in a doorway then hang upside down from.
Bossy just does something that lacks imagination: counts sheep. And then the hairs on her husbands shoulders. Which she’d like to yank out with her teeth. Every time he snores.
The neckline in the last panel and the crotchline in the panel to the left are nearly identical, which really delights me for some reason.
You are an Eiffel Tower of glitter and ever so much more.
Are you rockin’ the anchor necklace there? And you take the stud out when you sleep (or NOT-sleep, as the case may be)? Ane when does Strudel get a face piercing?
Ah, now I understand the midnight email! I was thinking everyone stayed up late but me last night.
Umm, French poodles? I always figured you’d wear vintage lace to bed. Wrong again.
QUIT PRETENDING LIKE YOU DON’T KNOW ME. COMPANION!
Yay French poodles and glitter pens. Your post makes me think of the My Little Pony commercials. “My little Pony!”
You know what you need. The power of the pyramid. That will make you straight. Word. Or maybe those space boots that you install in a doorway then hang upside down from.
Sorry about the insomnia. It stinks big.
The clacky thingy is called Newton’s Cradle:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newton's_cradle
All this time, and I never knew it had a name.
Bossy just does something that lacks imagination: counts sheep. And then the hairs on her husbands shoulders. Which she’d like to yank out with her teeth. Every time he snores.
The neckline in the last panel and the crotchline in the panel to the left are nearly identical, which really delights me for some reason.
You are an Eiffel Tower of glitter and ever so much more.