If you really think that spending 10-20 hours with a sweating and moaning woman who is pushing out blood, feces and a screaming sex preventer from her vagina is what constitutes the greatest day of your life, then I question your sanity.
I’m just saying he’d better not say that in front of the woman who just went through all of that to give birth to their child while he stood there. If ever a man needs to have some empathy, it’s then.
Few people have empathy; this has been so for quite some time/ To cope, the rest of us shall stuff ourselves with luxuries sublime / to fill the roaring emptiness / consumed by our own pettiness / content only briefly.
This is very, very true… There was one house in our neighborhood that always passed out full-size Snickers. Every kid in town knew the house! And I still remember them fondly to this day…
This is so true it’s not even funny (ok, a little funny)..! Giving out loads of candy IS the only thing that saves my Dad’s house from vandals. It also gets him great Halloween rep. Good thing my family loves the holiday so much, so it’s not like it’s a chore. = P
There’s also a house that gives out full size candy down the street. Even in my adulthood, I remember them. It’s true, the candy sizes nowadays are ridiculous. – . –
Halloween Rule No.1: The scarier the decorations, the better the candy.
Whoever named those teeny bars “Fun Size” was wrong.
But the “second greatest day” guy needs a punch in the mouth from his wife.
Kid looks kinda pale, though– was the real dad an albino bug, or do they just come out that way?
It’s true. There’s nothing fun about that size.
If you really think that spending 10-20 hours with a sweating and moaning woman who is pushing out blood, feces and a screaming sex preventer from her vagina is what constitutes the greatest day of your life, then I question your sanity.
Pivotal moment, yes.
Greatest day, no.
PS: The sex preventers grow on you over time.
You’re my hero!
I’m just saying he’d better not say that in front of the woman who just went through all of that to give birth to their child while he stood there. If ever a man needs to have some empathy, it’s then.
Few people have empathy; this has been so for quite some time/ To cope, the rest of us shall stuff ourselves with luxuries sublime / to fill the roaring emptiness / consumed by our own pettiness / content only briefly.
As if all those things weren’t *your* fault, Thorbjorn. If you’d used a sex-preventer preventer in the first place . . . , (just sayin’)
are you a viking?
My ancestors problably did a bit of pillaging and killing in their time – but who has got that pesky kind of ancestor?
I forego those festive rituals myself.
Crap. Good catch. Will fix.
or the little critter could be bundled up in a hospital blanket.
This is very, very true… There was one house in our neighborhood that always passed out full-size Snickers. Every kid in town knew the house! And I still remember them fondly to this day…
I got a rock, but it’s King Sized.
Vampiric Vengeance and the Great Ghost – two halloween crusaders who stalk the night and protect people who give them candy.
Kind of the opposite of the teacher who hands out pencils instead of candy, right?
The cashier at the grocery store today was wondering why I bought so much pasta sauce. I convinced her I was giving it out for Halloween.
I think the candy you’re talking about in the first panel is meth
This is so true it’s not even funny (ok, a little funny)..! Giving out loads of candy IS the only thing that saves my Dad’s house from vandals. It also gets him great Halloween rep. Good thing my family loves the holiday so much, so it’s not like it’s a chore. = P
There’s also a house that gives out full size candy down the street. Even in my adulthood, I remember them. It’s true, the candy sizes nowadays are ridiculous. – . –