I’m never sure what the (anti) PC police allow nowdays, so I’m not sure if I should say Happy Honda Days or Merry Toyotathon? Whatever. Fuck you and yours and let’s just make the most of the last XMas of humankind.
This strip is six fucking years old. Back in 2011 a joke such as this was just that, a joke with no possibility of coming true. Now in Trump’s America, we have H.R. 3874 which would make this the law of the land. Wake up, sheeple! Call your representative and tell them in no uncertain terms that debtor cemeteries are only for immigrants and presidents.
The Surgeon General has clearly stated that vaginal smoking is harmful. It’s printed right on the every single pack of cigarettes. Were Lydia a bit younger she’d probably be vaginally vaping like all the cool kids.
If Joyce were alive today we’d all be pretty surprised since he’d be 134. But I think he would find Lydia appealing all over her lady parts. Whorled without aimed.
North Carolina, Mississippi, Indiana and other states seem awfully interested in regulating or discriminating on basis of what’s going on downstairs. Why can’t any states really get to the real issue? Phyllis’s, uh, issue. I bet they could make a bunch of bread from it.
Strangely, Lydia’s AshleyMadison profile was more truthful and popular. After all, she was one of three actual females on the site.
Thankfully, NASA saved up a bit of money to send Lydia to Pluto along with New Horizons. She had a difficult brown time getting past Uranus.
Although this strip was published two years ago, it presaged the finale of “Better Call Saul.” Vince Gilligan is a loyal reader, so I’m guessing this is where he got the idea for the “Chicago Sun-Roof.”
Finally thought we’d get some closure on Lydia? Think again, ghost rider. Lydia is a Kant. Besides, she should know she could never really get rid of Heaven.