263 The World Is Safe.

I went to the dentist yesterday to get some cavities filled.  It didn’t hurt while I was getting it done, or hours after, or even hours after that.  Today though, for about ten minutes, the teeth in question stung and throbbed for no reason.  It is my considdered opinion that they were mad at being tricked into not feeling anything while it was happening. 

 I was gonna have Thomas kill himself for April fools day.  I ran the idea past my publicist and it got shot down, much like Thomas would have been.  Apparently most people don’t think suicide is funny…  Guess I need to ad that to the list of things I’ve learned while making this comic.

There is a really complicated inside joke to do with suicide floating around in the ether of my past which would have been the crux of my little April fools joke.  Over the years it’s gotten way more complicated than its first incarnation.  The whole thing hinges around what the best series of things to do would be to leave a confusing scene for whoever finds you. 

You know, my friends and I may have put a little too much thought into this, now that I start to see this actually written out.  Maybe I should call them and see how they’re all doing…

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Most people don’t but if done RIGHT it sort of is… Rrrg, Again I comment more on the authors note than the comic! Do you mind?

To be found with (in an apartment):
Empty, working, aquarium with little fish skeletons in it,
Many many shoes, furniture etc screwed into the celing
Untouched multi-layer perfectly made chocolate cake in a glass box
and a full mural of the floor painted as open sky
that should do it

Okay, suicide isn’t funny. But a friend and I did start cracking each other up one day with a suicide-related discussion.

I really forget which of us started it. But one of us said that if you really wanted to commit suicide, you should be thorough: don’t just take poison, take poison and then shoot yourself. Then we just started batting it back and forth: take poison, then slit one of your wrists, and then shoot yourself. Oh wait, take poison, slit one of your wrists, then jump off a cliff and shoot yourself while falling!

After a few more iterations, it was complicated enough that I was starting to get frustrated, and I said: “Why don’t you just strap dynamite to your HEAD?” And we both broke up laughing.

So now “Why don’t you just strap dynamite to your HEAD?” is a bit of a catch phrase with us.

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