Folks, I’ll have to ask you to excuse the crudeness of the humor (or attempt at humor) in today’s strip. Allow me to explain…

I think it takes a real man to step up to the microphone and admit when he has been solidly punked, and I’m here today to be that man. A good friend of mine played a joke on me yesterday that really had me going for a while. I won’t get into the details of what he did except to tell you that he, working with the assistance of a fellow coworker, touched on a particularly sensitive nerve (STS) that had both Kaitie and I seeing several blood-like shades of red for a good hour.

Now, the way I see it, there are two things you can do once you’ve been punked like I was. You can:

a.) Laugh it off, admit your defeat and move on with life, or
b.) Play along until such a time when you can exact your revenge.

I choose B.

Seeing as I’m on another continent at the moment, I can’t TP his house or put sugar in his gas tank (which I know was proven a myth). What I can do is make fun of him here.

That said, I’d be a poor sport if I didn’t publicly say “Good one Tommy.”

Ya freakin’ asshole…

If you don’t get it, good for you! Hang onto your innocence for a little while longer. If you really want to know what I’m getting at here, watch Road Trip. It has a pretty funny reference in there.

-Farva