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hey.
hey! whats up?
there are still ants in my apartment.
oh no. still ?
yea, the fast ones. by my desk and in the shower.
ok well i'll make sure the exterminator stops by your apartment.
last night i had a dream i had a girlfriend and she lived in my apartment.
she said she saw them too.
hey! whats up?
there are still ants in my apartment.
oh no. still ?
yea, the fast ones. by my desk and in the shower.
ok well i'll make sure the exterminator stops by your apartment.
last night i had a dream i had a girlfriend and she lived in my apartment.
she said she saw them too.
neighbors let their dogs run around and bark a lot in my apartment complex. my friend suggested getting a dog whistle, which seemed like a really good passive agressive way to solve the problem, but then on wikipedia i read that it may cause the dogs pain. this gives me great grief to think about doing. i think it’s an interesting aspsect of human nature (or culture?) how if we watch a dude get punched in the face, eh watevs, but if a doggie gets punched in the face its the worst thing ever. sweet, innocent doggie. i’ve read some momspamz.com before about how puppies and doggies teach us how to live joyously and whatnot and that stuff kind of breaks my heart. cos maybe its true. doggies get so happy over the littlest things (like pizza crust)
When I lived on South Congress (even Souther than Wm. Cannon) I was gone one time overnight. (I had a girlfriend who did not live in my apartment.) When I came back the next day, there were all kinds of fans going in my apt. to dry the carpet. Apparently a water pipe had busted and flooded the place, including the guy downstairs. Ruined his tv. So the manager told me that she’d ‘really appreciate it if I would let her know whenever I planned to be gone for more than 24 hours.” You can imagine that if I didn’t like being in the Navy, I REALLY didn’t like having this lady trying to restrict my freedom like that. I kind of almost burst a blood vessel. But I was cool. She had my cell phone number in her file, so she ended up looking like an a**hole and I didn’t. Well, in my eyes, anyway.
Whew. That felt good. Thanks! Who knew that after five years I was still holding a grudge…
PS– I say go with the dog whistle. It may cause discomfort, which is what makes it effective. But it doesn’t cause injury. Actually, that’s more compassionate than electrical fence around the garbage cans.
it’s midnight and those fucking dogs are just havin a symphony. its like living at the dog park. so i’m just going to get mad and blog about it.
it’s one of those things where i’d just explode and yell out my window and then the next morning hey look my tires are slashed.
i wonder if walmart carries dog whistles
haha, i liked both this strip and your observations about puppies and simple joys!!
I never liked that exterminator.
nice comic, man. I too produce thousands of life drawings at art school.
thanks sam ! your comic rules, found it thru stumbleupon. i spent a long ass time reading lots of em.