I’m not entirely unconvinced this could work. For someone who is a bit of a foodie, I’ve long thought that the biggest problem with eating is that it takes your whole mouth to do, and you can’t talk, and it makes it hard to be at like lunch with someone and you have a lot to catch up on but you also are super hungry so what are you meant to do? It’s a delicate balancing act. But if I had two mouths that solves a lot of problems.
So what I’m saying is that science has a long way to go before we’re living in a two-mouth utopia.
We all remember the important milestones in our lives – the first time we drank chocolate milk, the first time we could order whatever pizza we wanted, getting a car license so we can go through drive-throughs – but I’m not sure sock placement ranks up there.
Now, the question is, where do you stand on novelty socks? I think they look great, but the problem is that I don’t want people staring at my stinky feet, so what am I meant to do? I soon realised that the best solution is to have socks that stay in the original packaging on a display cabinet.
Thanks to my pal Mister J for his help with this comic – go give his stuff a read!
Here’s the thing. All the movies I watched when I was a kid had pie-eating contests, or hot dog eating contests, or some wacky contests about eating stuff, but I never saw one in real life. Where were the pie-eating contests in my local country fairs or whatever? I would have done great! I feel like Hollywood lied to me just like they did with the hoverboard or those self-lacing shoes.
Of course, Rose is uniquely passionate about pie, having many strong opinions on the subject, and will doubtless write a book about them. Well, she’ll think about it anyway,
I do however dearly love my fair enabler, who is always giving me great advice, such as “have some chocolate”, “order an extra-strong hot chocolate”, and “have some more chocolate”. Where would my life be without her?
Seriously why don’t they call windows “wind no’s”? They literally keep the wind out. The vast majority of the time spent making this comic was just staring into space being completely blown away by thinking about the meaning of breakfast.
We spent a lot of time debating the origins of the word lunch but that really got us nowhere except made us think about what to get for lunch, and for the record the answer was a delightful chicken cashew stir fry that we got delivered because we live in the future now and having to actually get up to get food is so 2017.
Also in the future, the tomato that Rose is buying costs $63.
It turns out that Dahlia lives in Sim City where someone turned on all the disasters at once, what a classic prank that is.
We’ve seen Dahlia pull pranks on Rose before, after instigating the whole Free Hits thing, and she’s got more tricks up her sleeve. Now she has three co-conspirators to help, there may be no end to the trouble they all cause. Stay tuned!
And if you’re wondering what kind of pie Rose likes, she has much to say on the subject!