Your Internet Friend Tom Tomorrow: I love a relaxing summer, that lovely time of the year where we put aside our worries and everything slows down a little bit, wait I'm getting a message from the control room

I love a relaxing summer, that lovely time of the year where we put aside our worries and everything slows down a little bit, wait I'm getting a message from the control room

Usually it’s August before the fecal matter hits the turbine.

Yes, well: climate change appears to have brought that time forward on the calendar

I remember reporters describing summer before the conventions as a boring time with nothing of note happens Sounds kinda nice rn

I love it when people say times weren’t really simpler back then. I mean wtf.

I just delivered 300 bottles of champagne to the Heritage Foundation, sounds like they're having a party in there.

Not now, Control Room

It was a brilliant, brief moment of calm. Now for the shitnado

shit

“Take your protein pills and put your helmet on”

Start drawing, dude.

(Btw, you were my introduction to the blogosphere, and I discovered your blog because some cable or public access channel ran your cartoons one panel at a time. So #1 you're like my online godfather, and #2 I feel old admitting any of that)

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