…you’d like to think that Party Probability would be an easy class, but since you never read the syllabus you didn’t know there was an attendance policy this whole time.

Talk about the ultimate party foul. You fail.

I don’t know why we celebrate Cinco de Mayo, especially since most Mexicans apparently don’t (thanks wikipedia), but I’m fine with that. Now, someone pass the goddamn tequila! It’s time to make ourselves sick! #commencethechugging

Apparently it’s Earth Day. I think that means you need to turn on all your electronicles and turn them up and leave them that way until the power company comes and shuts them off for you.

Or wait… maybe that’s xmas…

Real stoners end up celebrating 4/20 on the wrong day cause all the poseurs called in sick before them.

God’s dead until Sunday. You know what that means, right?

Everybody better get your super-duper sins in this weekend!!!

Try this on all your friends today. It’ll put them in stitches!!!

I didn’t mean for this comic to show how women destroy hope, love, and life over time. It was more of a general “relationship” thing. I’m sure lesbians ruin each others lives just as much as they would have ruined a guys life.

I’ve been practicing my stabbing skills and sharpening my knives. I figure I’ll be doing a lot of stabbery over this coming decade.

If you ever want to destroy a holiday as commercialized as Xmas… just burn down a few thousand mall Santas. I’d say to burn down the mall too, but its not like anyone buys shit there anymore anyway. And if you burn down the internet I’d have no place to post these here comics. So, just stick to burning down the fat guys in the fake beards and cheesy red suits. It’s easier on all of us that way.

That’s right, I’m the bowl of candy. It’s me! MEEEEEE!!!!!