Some people live in houses. Some people live in caves. Some people live in monsters. Wow! Think of all the money they must save.
Egg. World. What am I supposed to write down here today? If the comic doesn’t want to speak for itself, it probably just wants to hide behind the gray you eating mountain and read a book in the relative safety of fictional shadows. Also, I am suspicious of everything that even might possibly look like a bird, especially birds. Just saying. In other news, as of today my new personal five club juggling record is 29 catches. So, thanks for reading today’s comic, but now you should put down your super-powered comic viewing solar celled binoculars and go practice your juggling, or maybe, I don’t know, paint a painting of the universe? But also, don’t leave your super-powered comic viewing solar celled binoculars on the ground like that. Somebody could trip over them and that would be something that could have been avoided? Sure, I’ll end with that. Goodbye, goodnight, good birds.
Silly human. Your world isn’t panning to eat you. It only wants to chew you, digest you, and then regurgitate you up so it can feed you to the cute little baby worlds. Adult worlds much prefer the taste of avocados. Although it is mild, the taste of an avocado is very unique. The flavor itself is very subtle and is earthy. This is because it is the very thing that the Earth loves best. If you don’t want to be eaten, try offering the world some avocados. Works every time.
Silly Human, we aren’t claiming to know your destiny. We’re just singing the fish song. Also, would you mind having a word with Billy about his singing. He’s always off key and about seven to eight verses behind.