Reminders
  • Daniel Matus
    February 22, 2011

    I don’t get it.

  • Poorlyconveyed
    February 22, 2011

    Beatnik Vampire’s getting old, probably hitting 30.

  • scott
    February 23, 2011

    oh god. thank you for this (?!)

  • Gareth
    February 23, 2011

    The latitudinal narrative of this is so tenuous as to be almost meaningless, but the depths! the depths!!!

  • Leonardo Boiko
    February 23, 2011

    where will we be
    when the summer’s gone♪

  • BradyDale
    February 23, 2011

    It took me a second to get panels 3 and 4, but once I did: yeah.
    Ha ha ha.
    Ooph, I’m sad.

  • Brendan
    February 23, 2011

    Enjoy the gross things. Starting next year it’ll be chronic pain.

  • scott
    February 23, 2011

    Cat sure is nursing the remnants of that PBR. I’m impressed that he carries an extra straw, however. That’s resourceful.

  • Jacob Adam
    February 23, 2011

    Dude! Cat, get your own beer. Damn!

  • Jorpho
    February 23, 2011

    I think this is the most literal C&G strip in a while. Gross bodily stuff! So non-abstract!

  • Elton Dong
    March 16, 2011

    Zipcar time machines would make for a pretty empty time traveler convention.

  • Athena
    March 16, 2011

    oh man, if only ALL the gross things our bodies give us came in gift boxes! except then I’d have to feel guilty about inevitably throwing away all that packaging.

  • MaggieL
    March 21, 2011

    Frank Zappa said that the world would end in nostalgia:

    …I’ve also talked about the End of the World being a question of whether it’s going to be by fire, ice, paperwork, or nostalgia. And there’s a good chance that it’s going to be nostalgia because the distance between the event and the nostalgia for the even has gotten shorter and shorter and shorter with each nostalgia cycle. So, projecting into the future, you could get to a point where you would take a step and be so nostalgic for that point where you would take a step and be so nostalgic for that step you just took that you would literally freeze in your tracks to experience the nostalgize of the last step, or the last word, or your last whatever. The world just comes to a halt – remembering.

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