Ourgasm.

For those stumbling on this, oglaf is not web crawled, so you have to know the url. Also, the format is a bit weird, and it it seems you’re missing a few panels, look around. Amazing comic.

I suppose that’s one way to prevent US drones from being fully self-driving.

I was invited to an orgy on a yacht this year, so maybe it’s just certain areas.

Tell them they sound like Libertarians, who don’t want to pay for road repairs because “the roads are already built.”

And that pony semen is allowed to be in your throat swab now.

The short answer is, it’s complicated. The long answer is that people are trying to build large net short positions while not spooking the bag holders.

Shut the fuck up, Donny!

I read an article from the Bosnia war, and someone who lived through it said the currencies were, in order of importance: lighters, batteries, ammunition, food.

Mine are teens now, here are a few pointers:

Let them help with the dishes/garbage/sweeping. I know they’ll make a bigger mess now, but in a few years they take well to chores.

When they start asking questions, always treat them with respect like they’re a smart person who’s missing a chunk of knowledge.

How you respond to falls and failures shapes their lives. When they fall, ask if they need help up. If they ask if it’s okay, say it’s going to be okay. When they mess up, ask if they can help you clean up without going into blame, other than discussing how to avoid that in the future.

Imagine if a great artist had some notebook sketches, and his son finger-painted all over them and then tried to sell them.

Would one of those “Hate is not welcome here” signs prevent them from entering, or does that depend on if the vampire hates their victim? I don’t hate the cow in my cheeseburger, so I’m guessing not.

Let’s end this argument by you telling us where your line is on what people are allowed to steal to survive. Because that’s all this argument is about.

I’ve never seen anyone steal food, and I never will. Diapers either.

Can anyone read this comment? It won’t load for me.

Only Jesus takes the wheel. God is his copilot.

It ain’t honest work, but it’s much.

Look we have enough participation trophies, we don’t want to bog down the ceremonies with another 400 awards. Also some of these people will be limping, possibly in wheelchairs. And god forbid we have a shooting at the event and we didn’t bring enough medals.

I kinda feel like this is sarcasm but I’m not even sure any more. How did we get here?

Sir, where is the meth.

She probably has a great serpentine, too.