Hey! A three comic week! It's a Christmas miracle. Also, it's 8:50 in the morning and I'm still the only one in the office. Ah, peaceful solitude.

I had heard that you're supposed to hold your breath through tunnels just to see if you can, you hold your breath while passing graveyards so ghosts don't inhabit you (and you're not allowed to release your breath until you pass a white house, which can be troublesome), and you lift your feet off the floor when you cross train tracks...for the hell of it. And those little tab-lever-handle things on top of soda cans are called "fuck me tabs" but I'm not quite sure of the mechanics of that one; I think it was just an excuse to call somebody a slut.

Also if you stomp on empty Pringles cans, the lid goes shooting off.

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