Frankly, I’m ashamed that I find this so amusing.

My mind is a dreamscape the likes of which you cannot comprehend.

Sometimes you just want to draw characters with stormclouds for hair. And sometimes, when you do, you make a medical breakthrough. You’re welcome.

I’m still trying to figure this one out.

Dominion over the dead is nice, but Kurt’s really only into necromancy for the fashion.

We’ve got to stop naming food after kids, you guys. It’s starting to get ridiculous.

Full confession time: This comic makes me extremely uncomfortable.

My wife an I eat a lot of pho. My wife is particularly obsessed with it, and we’ve got so many Vietnamese restaurants nearby that it’s really easy to grab some on the way home from work or school or the gas station or the grocery store or 7-11 or wherever else we might be. I don’t like to think about how much money we’ve spent on pho.

Alternate title: “Scott Summers.”

Winslow likes to set his mistakes on fire, so I figured it would be constructive to show another way in which you, gentle viewer, can deal with adversity. If fire isn’t your thing (and I don’t recommend that one), then maybe burial is a better, less destructive option? I’ll let you decide.