The dude next to Winslow seriously has no clue. No. Clue. Everyone else in the neighborhood learned this lesson a long time ago.

I honestly have no idea what Winslow’s stealing in this comic. I tried to make it as ambiguous as possible. That object on the left side of the panel could be a shelf, it could be a safe… who knows? If the artist doesn’t have a clue, the rest of you are completely in the dark.

I hope I did Moses justice here.

Sometimes the funniest comics are the ones based on real conversations. This is one of those comics.

I seriously hate losing an hour. Gaining an hour is like some awesome time traveling adventure where you’re rewarded for your valiant efforts with extra sleep. Losing an hour is just cruel.

I challenge you: grab a magnifying glass and a butterfly, and tell me that what you see doesn’t look exactly like the butterfly in this comic. The crazy eyes. The bad teeth. These sort of things are standard issue in the butterfly world. Caterpillars think they’re going to become beautiful, but in reality, they look better as fuzzy worms. Cuter that way, too.