Next time do the too many candles on the cake bit and what you can and cannot do with all that fire.
Wienie roast? Grease on the cake unless its cornbread.
Oh yeah, Marshmallows for sure. who needs frosting?
Have the fire Marshall over to supervise the conflagration maybe?
Butt no pootin near the cake else you might get a nasty backfire – colon flambe?
Ah, right, need a paramedic on hand after you pass out trying to blow out all those candles.
Just wait until you hit your 70’s and EVERYTHING starts to look wrinkled, but you can’t claim that it’s because it’s cold or you were just swimming in the ocean like George Costanza did!!!
Man, I’m a teenager and I wouldn’t feel bad about stealing (younger) children’s youth! Then again, I’d be stealing comparatively less.
(I know that this is old, but I really wanted to comment.)
It’s okay, kids want to grow up fast anyway… right?
Oh, great, now Bug has become the Iratus Bug!
Happy belated Birthday Adam!
Thanks, Jimmy!
Next time do the too many candles on the cake bit and what you can and cannot do with all that fire.
Wienie roast? Grease on the cake unless its cornbread.
Oh yeah, Marshmallows for sure. who needs frosting?
Have the fire Marshall over to supervise the conflagration maybe?
Butt no pootin near the cake else you might get a nasty backfire – colon flambe?
Ah, right, need a paramedic on hand after you pass out trying to blow out all those candles.
Happy birthday, Adam! I sang that song to the tune of “Don’t Pull Your Love.”
I didn’t say it was a GOOD fit…
Haha! Thanks!
I guess we now know what causes progeria.
Just wait until you hit your 70’s and EVERYTHING starts to look wrinkled, but you can’t claim that it’s because it’s cold or you were just swimming in the ocean like George Costanza did!!!
… what’s not happy about this comic?
<– mid-forties, and this seems like a cheerful wish-fulfilment thing to me.
Same here, bring them crazy straws!
That ditty is hilarious.
Thanks!
Reelin’ in the years,
Makin’ ’em part of mine.
Collectin’ up your tears
‘Cause they’re tastin’ mighty fine.
Thank you! I was struggling to fit panel four into Steely Dan’s tempo.
Nicely done!
Don’t worry, soon you’ll be too old to even remember your birthday.
Man, I’m a teenager and I wouldn’t feel bad about stealing (younger) children’s youth! Then again, I’d be stealing comparatively less.
(I know that this is old, but I really wanted to comment.)
So what you’re saying is that by the age of 50, you basically become Grunty?