Holy Cats, It's WHAT-Thirty?!

You know, when you pop in King of the Hill Season 3 and start re-bagging all twelve long boxes of your comics, time can fly by.

Time in the form of eight hours. Which is almost enough time to make you forget the irony that bagging comics for eight hours is my job, and here I am doing it on my day off.

Ergo, go elsewhere for your humor today. I'm busy stumbling around half-asleep with a fresh case of carpal tunnel from taping mylar shut.