Generally speaking I don't comment on personal issues but I'll say this. Nobody fucks with my Ben and gets away with it. Plans are in motion. They involve frogs.
No then, we're going to Vegas. VEGAS! If you're not aware of that then you haven't been to site for a while and noticed all the begging we're doing for money. You see we are poor. People make ungodly amounts of money on the internet... but I ain't one of them. Since the year 2000 when I first took to running some version of this site it has made me a grand total of $10.44. That's counting the money we've made in google ads so far even though google doesn't send a check until you reach $100.
I may have other things to talk about a little later, but I'll give others a chance to comment first.
Hooha! It's true! Art immitates life on this one. My girlfriend of four years and I broke up. Whatever.
Send all death threats and blind date offers to my email.
Thank you.
This comic was vodka shot inspired, followed by diet dr. pepper chasers. True. Ture. If this comic looks familiar it is. I made it back in 2003 and it still rocks. 2003 was a good year.
I think. I can't remember anything to well right now.
Keep it really homies, until next time, biatches. PEACE!
