The Adventures of Superior Man and Lesser Girl

A while back, I came across two Cathay lasses trying to dislodge a stuck candy bar from a vending machine by kicking it. When I say “kicking,” I mean lifting their leg and bending it at the knee, meaning that the only movement was in their lower leg, and the only effect was a loud “thump.” I asked if they’d excuse me, then body-checked the machine, making it rock, and producing their chocolate and nut snack.

This likely has to do with me being taught how to move in a boat, and them how to move in a kitchen.
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So we’ve made it to a dozen strips now, and I didn’t want to leave you little hate-nuggets without some news:

I drink too much.

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Also, tell me about what you like or don’t like about the site. I live only to make your internet experience more bearable.

Go! I command it!

In all fairness, scientific reasoning most probably did not give us agriculture (even though it did give us most of the cool stuff we have today).

To say otherwise would be to do disservice to great works by great men.