Some people like playing with chopsticks, some don’t. And sometimes I don’t think the world will ever come together and make peace on that point.
It’s always good to have a sympathetic listener.
I did grow up in a house with a decent sized lawn out back, and thank the stars that it was there to be played/dug/jumped on.
As a kid, I remember many long hours (or at least what felt like hours) trying to start a lawnmower.
it’s good to have some rational people around when someone is yelling shark. Or do I mean “irrational people”? Hrm.
It’s annoying when the boy who cries wolf is right, isn’t it.
One of the wonderful things about writing the world of Little Dee is that I could pull of such absurdity sweetly and almost seamlessly.
I remember various kinds of floatation devices from my childhood, and often they had this danger.
I have very vivid memories of our family dog hiding on July 4th. It was always rather sad.
I’ve always equated fireworks with war, not sure why. Writing this strip was a fun twist on that thought for me.
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