Victor and I were having an argument about why we say that a pig says “oink” when really they make that piggy snorting noise. I said it’s because the pigs snorty noise is impossible to spell but Victor disagreed so I turned to Siri and asked her for help:
Jesus, Siri.
You need to get some help.
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And now, the weekly wrap-up…
Usually I use one of my weekly graphics here but I’m mixing it up today because my friend Natalie made me this and it makes me smile:
Shit I made in my shop (Named “EIGHT POUNDS OF UNCUT COCAINE” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
Shit-you-may-or-may-not-want-to-see:
- Kick-ass stuff I pinned.
- New York confused me with water.
- Jesus loves you, but this little girl’s mom thinks you’re a dirty tramp.
Shit you should buy or steal because it’s awesome:
- Nimona: A graphic novel. (Nemisis! Dragons! Science! Symbolism!) I finished it last night. Hailey is devouring it now.
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