I don’t know what it is — don’t get me wrong, I do not wanna smell your farts — but when there’s an air of fart around me I just can’t help but be like, “Is that a fart???” And then I breathe. And I’m like, “Yep. That’s a fart.” It’s like my nose is eating it. Please stop.

This is a busy week! You may have noticed, considering it’s mid-day Tuesday and this is the first update since last week. I wanted to get something up and this chucklefuck won’t get up to use the bathroom to fart so: comic! Also, it’s in pencil because I’m fun.

Thanks for reading! I’ll have more thoughts and things up soon.