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4 comments:
Sometimes this strip crosses over the line into Zippesque dadaism. I live for these days. I want more panels like this!
Uh... hmm... well...
I guess when Joy makes Lasagna it is so pungent that it permeates every piece of fabric in the house: towels, shirts, etc. How that is funny or even makes sense is beyond me.
This is what LSD is like.
The only conclusion i could come to was he'd eaten the food while home then gone back to work. then began sweating so profusely he had to return home and change his shirt [and shower/wipe of the sweat with a towel, whichever is more disturbing] to rid himself of the body-fluid permeating scent. Perhaps its an allergic reaction? I fail to see how its funny.
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