Overcooked

Over the Hedge

This is a fun one. Based on those old school turkeys with the pop-up indicator to tell you when it’s done (see how we’re closed caption for millennials). Not sure on the color on the dude in the final panel.  Sunburned? Or Trumpian spray tan?

Only T knows for sure.

The Dark Nerd

Okay, yes it’s very hot on the surface of Jupiter. But it’s very cold at the cloud tops. So clearly I was implying some sort of Jupiter cloud top scenario for our theoretical frozen corpse person.

Clearly.

Huzzah!

Huzzah! Say it three times fast.

Wasn’t that fun?

You’re welcome.

Brussels Greatest Crime Against Humanity

I really don’t like brussels sprouts. They smell like Verne’s shell and they taste like RJ’s feet. Bad vegetable.  Bad, bad vegetable.

On Snorting Twinkies

Kids? Do not try this at home.

Or pretty much anywhere.

Maybe college if enough beer is involved.

But that’s it.

I have no liability.

I cannot be blamed.

RJ’s Zone of Comfort

My zone of comfort involves a recliner, a bag of chips, salsa, a Fireman’s 4 (or three) and a Giant’s game (preferably with Bumgarner or Cueto pitching).

I’m with RJ.

You can have my comfort zone when you pry it from my salty, snack-y fingers.

Fighting Inertia

I prefer a coffee drip. But that’s just me.