Explination pl0x

I'm not sure what came over me with this alarmingly regular update... hopefully this means I could actually pull off a series...

But seriously.

I had a revelation today. In today's comic, I try to be as discrete as possible so as to avoid being classified as "potty humor" but I'm gonna go ahead and assume you know that URINALS ARE FOR PISSING.

PUBLIC RESTROOMS

Anyone with an explanation for this social weirdness needs to contact me

Dear You, I hate You.

I just drove up to COLUMBUS OHIO to visit my GIRLFRIEND and HAVE HER MAKE ME A STEAK. This is a drive that, for me, is completely devoid of enjoyment. On the way back, I was struck with sudden inspiration as I suddenly felt inspired to strike the jerk I had been driving in front of/beside/behind for the entirety of the drive. I give you AutoCOMIC #3:

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WHY DO I FEEL LIKE THE ONLY ONE WHO MAINTAINS A SPEED? I drive 5 mph over the posted speed at all times because that's how my Daddy did it.

DEAR YOU,
There is most likely a button on your steering wheel that says "CRUISE" Have your Daddy tell you how it works.

I HATE YOU