I Feel Like Elvis Longing For His Long-Lost Twin

So the Leech said to me a few days ago:

Wesley says: “stew” says i should do the comic strip, and wonderfully, he wants me to give him anal…yey

He’s gone to the Art Supply store and picked up some Art Supplies. I eagerly await the first installment of Leech’s Funnies, and if you have any goddamn sense at all, you do too.

My friend Harold went up to Canada while he was visiting last month, and he brought back a pack of Canadian smokes. I don’t know how aware y’all are about Canada’s surgeon-general warnings, but here’s the pack Harold brought back:

Most of their packs are far more blatant, including color photography of fucked-up gums, lungs, et cetera. Right on the package. Apparently, metal cigarette cases are coming into vogue in a big way up North.

And relatedly:

tee hee! I’m gonna work 55 hours this week, and I still won’t make as much money as my friend Nate who’s on unemployment. Yay!