Marriage
It’s Not Brain Surgery
I thought the pain in my stomach was just gas, so of course I had to update my status on Facebook. My friends weren’t amused though—they were worried—so I called a nurse, who told me to come in and see a doctor. Me: I have a few errands to run first. Do you think I could come in later? Nurse: I really…
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Non Sequiturs: Part 2
Check out more non sequiturs by Mr. Weenie here.
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No wonder we don’t get invited to more cocktail parties.
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Great Expectations
On Fitting In
Scheduling Issues
Single in the City
If marriage were a ski resort, our bedroom remodeling project would be a double black diamond run.
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