In Lieu of Donations Send Flowers
  • JayJayRose
    June 21, 2011

    When given a real life object to compare to, I realize I imagined them being about eight centimeters high. I think they seem fat now.

  • apathor
    June 21, 2011

    We sold Privacy out to Security and Convenience. Didn’t stand a chance honestly. Also: the recent change up in comic format is awesome.

  • Bella
    June 21, 2011

    How did it live?

    (it was LulzSec in the library with the candlestick)

  • Alden
    June 21, 2011

    Just wanted to say that these last few strips have been great! Cat and Girl is my most anticipated comic of the CENTURY now.

  • Libelarian
    June 21, 2011

    Shush.

  • Bob
    June 21, 2011

    You heard the portmanteau, stifle yerself.

  • Roberta Mann
    June 22, 2011

    Ahhh, s.t. …and Dorothy may have once worried about me.

    The answer is it died shriveled and dried out behind the radiator.

  • brian
    June 22, 2011

    Hey, s.t.? This isn’t the neurotic monologue page. Could you keep it down to one or two comments per comic?

  • Eric
    June 22, 2011

    I don’t know that having a gimmick poster/performance artist/troll helps these comment sections. It’s up to Dorothy, I guess.

    But, seriously, s.t., you’re putting all the tactful 1-box commenters at a huge disadvantage ;-)

    (Also, privacy was left handcuffed to the radiator?? I think there was probably about a century of being conditioned to voyeurism involved. I guess it died of old age.)

  • Marv
    June 22, 2011

    It’s been more a little less than two hours since his last posting. Is… is he gone? Have we weathered this storm? Let us pray it is so.

  • brian
    June 22, 2011

    So the comments are sort of getting wailed on. If you use Chrome or happen to run Greasemonkey in Firefox, I wrote a little script to hide comments based on user name. It’s tiny, and you can install it from the URL I’m linking.

  • betterforsome
    June 22, 2011

    And here I saw 75 comments and naively assumed they would all be variations on “congradulations on twelve great years of comics.”

  • Roberta Mann
    June 23, 2011

    Can someone find and help this person? I can’t unsee what I’ve just seen. Can someone find and help me, if not the former? I don’t know how to hide comments, but I now know how to not read them.

  • Dorothy
    June 23, 2011

    I try to stay pretty Voltaire about the comments section, but I draw my imaginary line at vulgarity. S.t., be respectful of the other commenters. We all just want a conversation while we kill time.

  • Marv
    June 23, 2011

    Oh, right, happy twelve years. Let’s go for twelve years moooooore whoo!

  • Bella
    June 23, 2011

    I think you need to join Twitter. ;)

  • Loumo
    June 29, 2011

    My mother died a few years ago. Most of my work colleagues were wonderful. Sympathetic, said they were sorry, offered to listen if I wanted to talk. In sharp contrast, my boss asked me in the middle of our open-plan office how she’d died. I still fret slightly about what he thought he was getting from that information. It’s possible he wanted to pray for her (he was a born-again and they’re often that way inclined in my experience), but I can’t see why he’d think God would need that information to identify her. It’s possible he was just a dick and I’m over-analysing though.

  • Ralph
    July 17, 2013

    I am going to die of mortal coil deficiency.

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