Anyone who has ever worked in an office environment knows that Fridays have an almost religious significance to the average cubicle drone. It’s so bad that the word “Friday” has developed all sorts of meanings: it’s a hello, a goodbye, an excuse, and a way of saying everything’s going to be fine. It’s also super, super annoying.

I’ve drawn a lot of really juvenile strips about poop, urine, and penises, but the number of fart-related comics I’ve drawn can be counted on one hand. So today I’m fixing all of that with a comic that’s eight panels of non-stop farting. Enjoy.

What better way to celebrate the independence of the United States than with a comic celebrating the cartoons I grew up with in its (arguably) greatest decade?!

I think the 24th installment of those Transformers movies came out today, so let’s celebrate their explosive mediocrity with a Transformers-themed Ben & Winslow comic.

Am I the only one who breaks down into a terrible rage when an item I’ve ordered is delayed? My phone will buzz in my pocket, and I’ll get an e-mail telling me that my copy of the complete Conan the Adventurer animated series and my Yoshi-shaped pillow are delayed, and I’ll stomp around complaining about how I have to wait an extra day and how all my plans for the weekend are officially ruined. Happens all the time.