#315 and for the record, it is three a.m. he is not cooking baguettes. he is making meth.
May 9th, 2011 |monday is too late, we have already won!
how is it going today? this comic suggests that every place craig moves, there is a ghost living nearby. i find that comforting.
i ate a baguette last night. part of one. covered in butter and garlic. it did not inspire this comic. maybe the comic inspired the eating of the garlic bread. one can not be sure of such things, only that a comic was drawn and some bread was eaten, and everybody was happy all the time forever thereafter.
anyway, i hope your monday is not lying in wait, ready to pounce on you and tear you to pieces. i sincerely hope it is not.
-jared
pierre, now is not a good time. i am trying to sleep.
i just thought you might want to know that your neighbor is baking fresh baguettes.
slam!




Hahahahahaha! oooOooOoooOOoooOoo…Pierre rocks my world and that beret.
I’m sure you -could- buy a beaker lamp somewhere. Just, you probably wouldn’t find it unless you embarked on an expedition across the world.
that is it, then, i suppose. it is now clear that i must embark on an expedition across the world. i feel like the lamps might eventually be overshadowed by breathtaking wonder and spiritual/philosophical revelations. or maybe i will just be like, “dood, where is yr mcdonalds?”
I am now trying to imagine what a ghostly “ooooOOOOOoooOOOOooo” would sound like with a fake, overdone french accent.
It’s even more fun when you try it out loud. Being along or among non-judgmental friends is recommended.
or people you would like to embarrass at the grocery store while he is buying pomegranate juice.