Not another cat one!

Just when you think sharks are growing in popularity, a cat comes along and ruins everything. That's just what cats do.
Okay, I must admit that some of their pictures are rather likeable. But sharks are awesomer.

Wise words: Discontentment

I thought that it would be nice if the first post of 2013 was an insightful and wise one.
And in case you were wondering, sharks are wise as well as witty.

Have a truly blessed Easter!

Easter was quite a lot of fun while growing up. We'd get hot cross buns for Good Friday and Easter eggs for Easter Sunday and we'd get to open them only on Easter to see what chocolates were inside them. I used to eat the crosses off the hot cross buns because that was the only part I liked.
I never did see the point of the Easter bunny - thankfully, our family didn't pay much attention to him.
Since this comic particularly likes it when bunnies get whacked, I thought what better subject for this day than the Easter bunny himself.
Many Easter traditions may have pagan roots, but it's a time of remembrance of something far more important. It definitely is to me. And it makes more sense than some creepy bunny hopping about hiding/distributing eggs.


I bought some chocolate eggs  - I need to go see what kinds of candy they have inside.

Love and other icky things

 If one wants to see what Valentine's day is all about, you just need to go to any place that sells cards and other ridiculous things like stuffed white bears holding hearts and flowers. I went to Landmark the day before and as always the silly jewelry counter guy asked me if I wanted to buy diamonds. I was already annoyed that they don't sell recycled paper (but very craftily label them all as "Recyclable" and have the recycle symbol) and I almost stopped and asked why on Earth would I buy diamonds from a bookstore. I mean, what kind of book-hating bookstore would diversify into jewelry and cosmetics (this attracts hoards of people who don't read) ? I also wanted to tell him that it being Valentine's day, he should be asking all the guys if they wanted to buy diamonds. If I didn't hate talking to people so much, I'd be a great salesperson.

 

  

 

You'll notice how I very cleverly did not answer any of the questions.

Also, if there is a bunny in any of my strips, it will almost inevitably get whacked. This reminded me of a funny post my friend had put up which had a bit about rabbits which led to me coming up with these rabbit cooking instructions:
1. Cut off and use tail to brush off any extra dirt.
2. Dip bunnies in veet hair removal cream to get rid of their stupid bunny fur.
3. Wash thoroughly.
4. Chop off ears - can be fried and served as chips.
5. Stuff bunnies with required stuffing (carrots and other silly stuff) and roast and toss into stew.

Title credit goes to my friend Dumpsy.

When vexed, whack cute things

I read that Stephan Pastis has this philosophy pinned on his wall - "When in doubt, kill cute things". I'm too much of a sissy to kill though. (Except for cockroaches. I love playing paintball with them and a can of Baygon).