Outside, it's raining in that thin, barely worth a mention kind of rain that allows for birds to bitch back and forth to each other. I figure they're complaining about the wet, and how, last week, the hottest day even in October was recorded. I wish they'd just shut the fuck up and explode in bits of meat and feathers and shards of beak.
Bits of the World
Outside, it's raining in that thin, barely worth a mention kind of rain that allows for birds to bitch back and forth to each other. I figure they're complaining about the wet, and how, last week, the hottest day even in October was recorded. I wish they'd just shut the fuck up and explode in bits of meat and feathers and shards of beak.
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Reasons to Miss Your Comic
There are times when I miss having a comic. Take for example, yesterday. I got this message on my phone from Cas, who is on holidays at the Gold…
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Nowhere Near Savannah, the Endnote
It got a little lost in the election, but Nowhere Near Savannah came to an end on Wednesday. Anna illustrated and wrote the final comic, turning in,…
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Nowhere Near Savannah, Words and Art by Anna Brown
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