It’s just a phase. Once Big Dental has used him up until he burns out, he’ll do the most degrading painting work. If he’s lucky, and doesn’t end up in shoe cleaning or worse.

Not necessarily. They could be constantly ever so lightly above the average value, but then once in a while, a really low value comes along and drags the average down. What you’re thinking of is the median.

I knew it! I knew that cocoa didn’t come from the Americas!

Yeah. Once a couple people raise their hands, more will follow.

July 4th is patriotism. I’d classify that as pretty sinful pride.

That’s weak. Just put it on you boner, and you’re good to go.

Pro tip: Don’t be sad, be angry.

…lingo

The most/only infuriating part of this is that he kinda looked like Elongated Muskrat at first glance.

The “city” on the side of the car implies that it’s a vehicle of city cleaning. It could be some other city service, but then it would be oddly specific. Does the city cleaning service just run over piles of leaves where the artist comes from, instead of shoving them aside? The latter would still be painful but arguably not lethal.

That aside, where do you find leaf piles just out on the road? Don’t they tend to be the result of, you know, being shoved off the street by city cleaning?

That aside aside, if anything, that cartoon is an argument for banning cars instead of telling kids not to play in leaves.

Okay, rant over. (I accidentally typed “rent over” at first. If only.)

Saw something similar when I was in Paris at the Louvre last fall. I couldn’t believe my eyes at first. As if the tourist masses (myself not excluded, sadly) weren’t bad enough.

From the moment I understood the weakness of wood, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of stone. Your kind cling to your wood, as if it will not decay and fail you. One day, the crude biomass that you call the stick will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved. For the rock is immortal. Even in death, I serve the Fossilliah.

The rock. I already have a sword.

What if you don’t believe in the whole cis/trans thing and just wanna be mute?

Who is transmute, and why shouldn’t I lead them into gold?

So, national(ist) socialism?

“Oh, so that’s where all the soy milk comes from.”

We should all be (fro)licking more.

And if you’re still experiencing stress by the end of the day… YOU’RE FIRED!