Uh oh! Call me Mr. Snowflake, but I need to check out of Mallard Fillmore for a bit of time. With the constant barrage of unwanted and incessant political text messages, political TV ads, signs on everyone’s lawns, and horrible opinions by horrible people that I disagree with with every fiber of my being, I can’t bear reading more verbal diarrhea by Cathy from Bozeman, Montana. I just can’t do it. After midterms are over, after I know nothing will go the way I would like it to, I can continue to never relax knowing that I’ll need to remove myself completely from everything that has anything to with politics in America for, hopefully, the rest of my existence!

I’ll just submerge my brain within large vats of books, movies, TV, video games, comic books, and comic strips. It’s called giving up on life, son. I recommend it.

Lio

Sure, it’s all fun and games until someone is hospitalized for glue-related toxin absorption and skin blemishes, not to mention all manner of parasites and bacteria in the leaves. Lio will get his, let me assure you.

I always wonder how Lio got that enormous spike of hair to stick up in the front. This has certainly helped to shed some light on the situation.

Daddy Daze

The dad from Daddy Daze just keeps spiraling, spiraling, spiraling into complete madness, and there’s absolutely nothing we can do to help. All we can do is watch and be completely powerless against the inevitable.

It parallels Kanye. Pretty thought-provoking stuff. Except Dad’s madness here is eternal, and his baby will never age. His own personal Hell.

I’m quite disturbed. Let’s move on.

Six Chix

I’m going to put an equal amount of effort into commenting upon this Six Chix comic strip as the cartoonist did to create it. Arguably, my effort exeeds.