I came, I saw, I hit the wall.

And like a bullet from a gun, it was a quick, and violent affair.

The most recent trip away started with this;

-ended with this;

-and between the two held more shenanigans and debauched living than James Brown could shake a stick at.

Is my well being and/or relationship with my wife in peril as a result of the trip? Not any more than usual, but clearly I didn’t return home with enough gas to make it all the way through a complete post.

With that being said, I can almost totally promise that I’ll have something up by Wednesday, so until then, take your vitamins, and stay hydrated.

It makes your inevitable implosion practically survivable.

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3 Responses to “I came, I saw, I hit the wall.”

  1. Largo June 26, 2017 at 6:42 am #

    And never a sketch from business class. What kind of low budget outfit is this?

  2. Buc Caneer June 27, 2017 at 11:50 am #

    these sketches should be immortalized in a coffee table edition. long live the new Giles!