I take the express train. I don’t want my one hour commute to be a two hour commute because they stop for five minutes every 8 minutes and have to get back up to speed. I already have to wake up ten minutes earlier to take the light rail, change trains to a local, take that three stops to a hub, and change to the express train. I should just buy a car.

I like trains because if I notice I forgot something important 20 minutes into a one hour commute it will set me back two hours and forty minutes.

I made the correct decision to bail.

I, too, am a filthy mug enthusiast.

Someone will probably enjoy this, but I bailed like 4 panels in and there were literally hundreds more panels to read.

This is like when Johnny Sack had to unexpectedly return home to retrieve his sweater he forgot only to find Ginny Sack gorging herself on her hidden stash of snacks and candy while she was supposed to be on a diet.

If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of giant retards.

The convergence of “man, some wild ass shit is happening to me I’m noticing” and “check your damn CO levels bro” posts continues.

I’m much more toxic than Scott Pilgrim.