BDD is about to get a severe CORRECTION.
He’s got nothing left to lose.
God but I love BDD.
BDD lives the post-cynical life and never looks back.
Maybe this is the wrong strip to note it, but Bad Decision Dinosaur seems the only one in the strip I can recall finding a romantic partner.
There are worse decision.
What happens when you drunk dial Jonathan Franzen?
How often do you see “For a good time call” written in a bathroom, without a number after it? That graffiti artist truly believed in leaving the meaning of the art up to the viewer.
Oh, come now. Who among us doesn’t have happy memories of drunkenly leaving an obscene message for Jonathan Frakes… wait, does that say Franzen? OH DEAR GOD.
Whenever I drunk dial, I always get Thomas Pynchon. Even when I dial Franzen’s number.
I used to drunk dial William S. Burroughs, but he stopped picking up in ’97.
This seems like something Bad Decision Dinosaur would do: