Yeah? Well, my cat’s breath smells like cat food.
Yeah? Well, my cat’s breath smells like cat food.


IKEA also has this, at least in the one I used to visit.
Given that they’re for navigating indoor hallways, though, they’re probably not meant for inclement weather.
My six year old is currently in love with axolotls after discovering them in Minecraft. Now they have an axolotl balloon and costume and a little squishy one and probably some other things I can’t remember.
Being six, they are also often given to lamentations and mood swings.
You have accurately represented my kid in two panels - well done!


I recall this being announced a decade or more ago. At the time, I wasn’t so jaded and was more surprised than anything else that it was opt-out rather than opt-in.
Now I’m more annoyed than surprised.


As someone who has recently been discovering that a lot of foods I used to love are ones my body no longer considers acceptable, I’m kind of glad it doesn’t exist, because I’m not sure I could resist.
I see; thank you for the response.
Does an exaggerated arch suggest fellatio? I think I get the premise, but I’m not 100% confident.
I haven’t used Manjaro in many many years, but IIRC it was the first distro I used that reliably supported Wi-Fi.


Sluggy Freelance and Schlock Mercenary have both been around a while and both have (or had, when I still had time to read webcomics) stellar reputations for reliability.
I was going to mention User Friendly, but sadly that appears to be down. I think it was last time I checked, too, so I’m guessing it’s a lost cause.
Does this mean that the monster and his creator had access to a TARDIS?
Many years ago, I had a dream in which I was arguing with someone about whether phones were capable of having seizures.
The previous night, I had taken off my wedding ring (nothing nefarious, I just don’t like many things touching me in my sleep) and set it on top of my phone so I wouldn’t lose it. When the phone alarm went off, the (metal) ring rattled like hell, but the phone case edge was enough to keep the ring on top.
I guess, in my sleep, I thought it sounded like a phone seizure.


When I started at my current job, every new hire was given the choice of a MacBook or Linux laptop. I only encountered one person who chose the former and he only chose that because he thought it’d be funny to use Windows on a MacBook in his professional environment. (We were allowed to do pretty much whatever with our laptops so long as we could fulfill our work duties. My then manager replaced Ubuntu, with which we were provided, with Arch on his laptop.)
Two or so years later, the IT department said that they didn’t really know how to maintain security compliance on Linux, but they did know JAMF. Thus, they took away our customizable Linux laptops and foisted MacBooks on all of us. I’m pretty sure even the Windows guy lost that, but he was an exec so it probably took longer.
I still remember when they announced that this would happen. They said it without a timeline in the company-wide group chat and someone I respected previously and respected more afterwards said “so when are you taking away our good laptops?”
As a kid, I learned the word “verdant” by reading a Spider-Man novel in which Peter realized an organization was nefarious by recognizing the root “verde” in the name.
I think that, in the story, the organization was trying to reproduce The Hulk. Hence, green.
The most generous interpretation I can find is that jellyfish are interested in the mittens.
When I was a kid, I had a book called “Are You Normal?”
The premise of the book, at least as best as I can recall, was that the author had interviewed an extensive list of people about normally private and/or embarrassing things, such as bodily functions. They would then reveal within the book some of the statistics and you, the reader, would compare yourself to them to determine how “normal” you were.
I don’t remember too much from the book, but I remember in the intro the author said something like “it amazed me how many people wouldn’t open up to their wives, but would throw the bathroom door open when I asked about how they peed.” (This is heavily paraphrased because I only remember the gist.)
Presumably the phenomenon you referenced here in your last line is something similar.