Yes, I am really at my best in the great outdoors with only the resources provided by nature and my own wits to support me. Ok, maybe not, but it could have been worse. I could have had to deal with that damn sasquatch. 
Ah, getting paid to go to the bathroom the best part of any job. Seriously, I almost can't go anymore unless I'm on the clock. This would really be a dream day for me. I go in to work, use the bathroom and leave.
Before you accuse me of just reposting Monday's comic, look very closely. I'm trying something new here. Last Friday I did not update. Instead of giving you nothing, I took a look back at a previous post to see if it could be made funnier. I think this works.
Yeah so this is every fishing trip for the last to years for me. No wait that's not true I caught a turtle last year.
Alright this is a touchy subject with me. So, maybe I overreacted. I've been told I've been a little bit on edge lately. I don't know why. But Come on. Seriously, Come on. Look at this comparison between full and wide screen. Who is that guy behind Vader? Was he not supposed to be there? Is that why the director had him cut completely out of the fullscreen version? In the beginning of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade when young Indy is running from dudes, the full screen version has him running from fewer guys. This makes Indy look like a bit of a pussy. I think we all know that Indy is no pussy.
First, this guy goes to the wrong urinal and then he has got to talk? What the hell? He wasn't even making appropriate bathroom conversation about baseball or the weather. I feel my reaction is totally appropriate, if not alittle too subdued.
So this is a big part of what goes on in any retail electronics store. People use the word "download" to mean open, run, import, export, install, burn, copy, rip, and upload, but almost never does anyone mean download. Then, they want to get their old obsolete hardware to work perfectly with any other incompatible hardware.
Well, Officer Tiberius Speedy is on the case of the missing headlight and his cracking a few skulls.
This is pretty much what happened. Except, the Sheriff's car wasn't the coolest car ever. My headlight assembly was stolen from my car last week. When I called the cops a few days later (after I called my insurance company and every salvage yard in 100 miles), the officer who arrived seemed to have a very Well-this-shit-happens attitude. Someone at work told me that headlight theft happens often enough to inspire a story on 60 Minutes or some such show.
