You should see the crossing lights tap-dance.

Always it comes down to the terrible, inevitable screams.

I’m assuming the Pope-mobile was getting its yearly service at the time.

Even infinite patience has its limits.

Well it would. Experiments would be much cheaper to run, too.

Every office keeps a poop stick, right? Just in case?

Alaska and Hawaii went to get a pizza instead.

And don’t forget to smile.

I wonder what part of his job Jack was actually good at?

It… lays eggs with three stomachs? Maybe?