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I would like to remind you all that I am not allowed to talk about Brittany in the strip, and you shouldn’t assume that her orthodontist has recently put the screws to her braces or anything. If she was in pain, I certainly wouldn’t be allowed to mention it.
On a happier note, be sure to wish my friend @amuletts a happy birthday!
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What’s that you say? Continuity? Don’t worry. It won’t happen too often, I promise. I do want a digital photo frame like she has though. Bonus points to anyone who can identify the artist.
Regardless, did you all enjoy Yoga Day USA? No permanent injuries, I hope? It’s been quite the enjoyable evening around here. I participated in an episode of Webcomic Reviews and Interviews. Interesting guy with an interesting show. Sadly, you most likely won’t be hearing me as I believe the episode is on its way to the great bit bucket in the sky, but don’t hold it against him. They get a good crowd over there, and the shows are well worth the listen (if you are interested in comics, of course).
So, new contest to be announced on Tuesday. I know, you’re excited, aren’t you.
Well, off to bed with me.
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I’d like to say that I had an awesome story, but the simple fact of the matter is that I was just crossing the street on campus between labs, rolled my ankle and went down on my knee hard. Now my poor patella is split in twain.
I told Laurie that I would come up with something unique for our anniversary, though, and I know she wasn’t expecting a trip to the Emergency Room! Of course, I’m not sure I can top this for our 25th Anniversary…
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It’s not often that we in the lab take it upon ourselves to play Joan and Melissa Rivers. However, we did find ourselves outside between labs feeling mighty snarky about the fashion choices of others (’cause let’s face it, when you look as hip as I do in my worn out blue parka, you have the right…nay, the duty…to judge others!).
In any case, the bad sunglasses and Ugh-Boots (yes, I know) aside, the question of the day was, “When does it become just too much metal in your face?” We get it…your parents don’t control you (Who’s paying your tuition, again?)…get over it…move on…and take that ridiculous ring out of your face!
(Special thanks to Tim H. for joining in the snarkiness and posing the question which became the basis of this strip.)
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