Going through my old college comics, after talking to a student about them. First, great stickers on that folder, imho. Second, dorky stuff, and a headache to do, but man it was fun! As long as you can make yourself laugh, it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks!
(To a certain degree that is, if you’re getting chuckles at sadistic criminal behavior you should seek help [no judgment ([not true, you deserve the judgement])].
As I get older, I’m continually amused and amazed at the things I enjoy. The me of my youth could not comprehend the satisfaction future Ryan would get from finally buying a big floor squeegee to squeegee away the pooling bodies of rainwater on his garage floor. The only thing the me of my youth and the me of now would both understand is that squeegee is fun to say. Life is strange and sometimes beautiful. Squeegee to thee.
Come on down to Woodstocks on Friday 3/27, eat some pizza, and throw it up in the mosh pit! Gonna be a sick (sic?) time BRO (BRAH?)! Pick your vocabulary poison and we’ll see you there. 9pm!
This shaggy wilderness is long over due for some attention. Haircut, new britches, and some under arm product. Why do today what you can put off until tomorrow. Oh, it is tomorrow. Let’s goooo!