It’s amazing how MANY problems you solve that way. Local economy failing? Don’t contribute to the cause. Large instances of food poisoning? Don’t get “food” from the source.
I think the efficient solution here is to burn down your boss’ office, but I sympathize with the role excrement must be playing in your life now. Stay strong, Adam.
My favorate ‘when leaving’ gag was the guy who brough a box of live crickets in the post.
They are ‘chilled down’ so they are drowsy and ‘inactive when they arrive.
He put them above the ceiling tiles with plenty of food and some water on his last day…
6 months later….
Bloody things still make a chirping noise every so often, just to let you know that it will be them and the roaches left after we’ve all gone
Well, if you run into that person at Walmart, you should abandon your cart and sneak home, then lie that they were oit of toilet paper.
Or never shop at Walmart
Or swing by the hardware store and buy a bidet retrofit kit.
It’s amazing how MANY problems you solve that way. Local economy failing? Don’t contribute to the cause. Large instances of food poisoning? Don’t get “food” from the source.
https://www.bugmartini.com/comic/a-coupon-for-disaster/
I try to make a reference to a previous strip, and everybody starts dissing my favourite shop.
Only works if the Baboons are included. If you do that then you don’t have to worry about meeting them at Walmart or such.
Further examples can be found at the nearest divorce court.
well that boss didn’t get you at all, he couldn’t understand all that shit was a visual aid to represent how shitty the place was to work at
I think the efficient solution here is to burn down your boss’ office, but I sympathize with the role excrement must be playing in your life now. Stay strong, Adam.
My favorate ‘when leaving’ gag was the guy who brough a box of live crickets in the post.
They are ‘chilled down’ so they are drowsy and ‘inactive when they arrive.
He put them above the ceiling tiles with plenty of food and some water on his last day…
6 months later….
Bloody things still make a chirping noise every so often, just to let you know that it will be them and the roaches left after we’ve all gone