It’s like I woke up on the old side of the bed this morning and thought, “how can I get those whipper-snappers off my lawn?” The lawn being my website. And the solution involved a comic about how, “kids these days, man lemme tell you.” I was kind of hoping this’d come together differently. You know, ending in a way that doesn’t make me sound like a total Out-of-Touch Mother-Figure. …I didn’t think out this analogy. Or this paragraph. Or the last few years of my life.


Edit: There’s an updated version of this comic!