Nearly half of the country is dumb enough to support Trump. I think he is reading the room.

It won’t pay enough to cover your bills, but as supplemental income it could work.

If you drive a car, I’ll tariff the street

If you try to sit, I’ll tariff your seat

If you get too cold, I’ll tariff the heat

If you take a walk, I’ll tariff your feet

Tariffman!

But it’s a command, so it doesn’t make sense in that context. You’re saying I should line people up so they can make the comments? What?

Also, the off-white color used. AI HATES using pure white backgrounds for comics for some reason.

I live in the US and also never hear about wrestling.

Paul Markovich is president and CEO of Blue Shield of California

Thanks for this. I have some “conservative” communites blocked, but I didn’t know about “conservativeS.” Added to the list.

Freedom is slavery

Death held out a hand. I WANT, he said, A BOOK ABOUT THE DANGEROUS CREATURES OF FOURECKS-

Albert looked up and dived for cover, receiving only mild bruising because he had the foresight to curl into a ball.

After a while Death, his voice a little muffled, said: ALBERT, I WOULD BE SO GRATEFUL IF YOU COULD GIVE ME A HAND HERE.

Albert scrambled up and pulled at some of the huge volumes, finally dislodging enough of them for his master to clamber free.

HMM… Death picked up a book at random and read the cover. “DANGEROUS MAMMALS, REPTILES, AMPHIBIANS, BIRDS, FISH, JELLYFISH, INSECTS, SPIDERS, CRUSTACEANS, GRASSES, TREES, MOSSES, AND LICHENS OF TERROR INCOGNITA,” he read. His gaze moved down the spine. VOLUME 29C, he added. OH. PART THREE, I SEE.

He glanced up at the listening shelves. POSSIBLY IT WOULD BE SIMPLER IF I ASKED FOR A LIST OF THE HARMLESS CREATURES OF THE AFORESAID CONTINENT?

They waited.

IT WOULD APPEAR THAT-

“No, wait master. Here it comes.”

Albert pointed to something white zigzagging lazily through the air. Finally Death reached up an caught the single sheet of paper.

He read it carefully and then turned it over briefly just in case anything was written on the other side.

“May I?” said Albert. Death handed him the paper.

“‘Some of the sheep,’” Albert read aloud. “Oh, well. Maybe a week at the seaside’d be better, then.”

Apparently they didn’t get the memo.

Clearly it was made by Bethesda.

Tesla means nothing to Elon.

Then why did he ask Trump to shill Teslas for him? He definitely cares, for narcissistic ego reasons if not financial ones.

Eh, you were close enough.

It’s also Easter this year. I’m picturing a stoned Hitler with bunny ears.

That is indeed the intended pronunciation.

“The fediverse is more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly…timey-wimey…stuff.”