The way he’s shaking his little hands in the last panel, that just chuckled up right gud.
I saw the line of the plate through the slice of water, and for a second I thought it was some kinda fancy two-tiered layered waterslice, like something you’d make by carefully pouring different waters on top of each other and slicing so you could see both and look all high-falutin. Y’know garnish it with like, a sprig of mint..
OH. So what happened is either you or tumblr or whoever changed the tag, so my bookmark of the tag “surf-rat” no longer worked. That’s what I was yammering about months ago. Today it finally suggested the tag “surf rat” with a SPACE in it, and that works.
It’s really annoying to lose faith in your sink, because then faith falls down the drain and clogs up the pipes, and you have to call a plumber to get the faith out, and you have to make sure it’s a plumber that’s been anointed by the Catholic Church…
(Side note: what if that line was actually a metaphor for how the boss thought the waiter should handle the situation?)
Cold: Man, you’re never gonna get fancy tiered water at an eatery. That’s some restaurant shit.
Also, I definitely didn’t change the tag, so file that one under “tumblr gains sentience, destroys world as best it’s able.”
Circle: So, like, “Noodles became haunted wig because I put Korean ghost in noodles. No reason to lose faith in noodles”?
It’s so hard to find a decent pair of asbestos chopsticks anywhere. Damn regulations destroying the industry. Where will the mesothelioma lawyer market get its customers? What about the infomercial writers? The economy is complicated; the effects of this loss are already being felt around every corner.
Circle: That’s the business world for ya. If you ask me, we need some regulations in the dining industry.
Nah: That’s regulations for ya. The chopstick industry knows the only reason anyone would buy new chopsticks is to replace the ones they accidentally set on fire. The asbestos ones would destroy the market!
Well, it’s like I always say. I’d rather have an accredited wig exorcist than a intoxicated wig creditor.
Yet I’d rather have a roast from my garden than a ghost in my ramen.
The way he’s shaking his little hands in the last panel, that just chuckled up right gud.
I saw the line of the plate through the slice of water, and for a second I thought it was some kinda fancy two-tiered layered waterslice, like something you’d make by carefully pouring different waters on top of each other and slicing so you could see both and look all high-falutin. Y’know garnish it with like, a sprig of mint..
OH. So what happened is either you or tumblr or whoever changed the tag, so my bookmark of the tag “surf-rat” no longer worked. That’s what I was yammering about months ago. Today it finally suggested the tag “surf rat” with a SPACE in it, and that works.
It’s really annoying to lose faith in your sink, because then faith falls down the drain and clogs up the pipes, and you have to call a plumber to get the faith out, and you have to make sure it’s a plumber that’s been anointed by the Catholic Church…
(Side note: what if that line was actually a metaphor for how the boss thought the waiter should handle the situation?)
Cold: Man, you’re never gonna get fancy tiered water at an eatery. That’s some restaurant shit.
Also, I definitely didn’t change the tag, so file that one under “tumblr gains sentience, destroys world as best it’s able.”
Circle: So, like, “Noodles became haunted wig because I put Korean ghost in noodles. No reason to lose faith in noodles”?
So basically he would be saying “just because one of our customers died because his food was haunted doesn’t mean you should stop eating here”.
…Wow.
It’s so hard to find a decent pair of asbestos chopsticks anywhere. Damn regulations destroying the industry. Where will the mesothelioma lawyer market get its customers? What about the infomercial writers? The economy is complicated; the effects of this loss are already being felt around every corner.
Circle: That’s the business world for ya. If you ask me, we need some regulations in the dining industry.
Nah: That’s regulations for ya. The chopstick industry knows the only reason anyone would buy new chopsticks is to replace the ones they accidentally set on fire. The asbestos ones would destroy the market!