This is so absurd, but I love it.
Of course I'm standing in our garage watching a thunderstorm that just flooded our basement, with more storm on the way, so maybe it's just stress.
Edit: replied at wrong level. Please downvote. I am.
Please downvote. I am.
This is like the opposite of "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE??!! I AM!!!"
That does make it sound like an existential crisis.
"What does it even mean to be? If I never get downvotes, do I even have an effect on the world? Is there a world? Who am I? Am I me? Will I stop existing when I have zero engagement? Am I just the sum of the perception of others, doomed to non-existence as soon as I'm irrelevant? Is that what death is?"
"So, uh, you said no ketchup on that Jr Bacon Cheesburger?"
"Oh, yeah, that's right. It hurts my tummy."
WHO DOYOU THINK THEREFORE YOU ARE
Forgot the last panel where he bails
Are you sure about that?
Are you sure?
I kinda love these
