

I am.
I’m so god damn hungry.
A broken man, obsessed with 500 year old Mexican culture. Also, a mailman.


I am.
I’m so god damn hungry.


Oh, hell yeah! I’ve missed these comics being posted


Then don’t share it.


Most Christmases I spend alone. I used to have a good paying job so I would buy myself a Christmas present. I lost my job because of Trump and Musk cuts to government contractors. Last Christmas, I watched Looney Toons on Internet Archive under a blanket, trying not to think how lonely I am, cold I am, or how hungry I am.
I hate Christmas.


American here. I have no idea who this is.
As a mailman, I fear this.


Upvoting for Sexual Lobster content.


And nothing of value was lost.


I’m literally in mailman academy today.


I’ve been told it’s a texture thing.


Chia seeds. I was very surprised about the revulsion people have towards them.


Just let me live somewhere in the Super Mario universe. Reality is cruel and complicated. Let me be a weirdo hermet npc that gives tips to Mario and Luigi when they find my secret cabin.


… my mom is a junkie, too. My condolences.


I’m 40 years old, and when Republicans start yelling about “communism” it just confuses me. I didn’t grow up fearing the Soviet Union. It died when I was still watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoons. I figure they’re communicating to really old people (which is bizarre since I feel extremely old). It’s the equivalent of yelling at cavemen about saber tooth tigers.


I literally have no idea who this is.
Upvote for being an actual unpopular opinion.
I’m an American. Y’all Europeans don’t believe the horse shit they got most of my countrymen to accept.
Also, that Janan Ganesh guy looks like a putz.
I’m pretty sure Tezcatlipoca got me my current job.


I’m very scared about that.
This isn’t news.