Japan’s wristlet purse rattled all the way to the coffee bar. “Double shot, please,” she told the machine. It whirred to life and soon a steaming shot of bean water was filling a mug. She fetched a pill pouch from her purse. It had to be holding at least a dozen different pills in all…
I feel her everywhere. She is the shadow at the end of every hallway. The eyes staring at me from the darkness. The black figure I catch in corner of my vision. The chill that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand. She is never in front of me, always behind. Always…
America remembers five of his past romantic relationships and how he completely ruined them.
Many despise me. That should probably concern or even repulse me, but it doesn’t.
Mama, we’re meant for the flies.
Ever since the winter Olympics when the two Koreas took flamethrowers to their chilled and strained relationship, a diplomatic firestorm has been raging in East Asia–and that is not necessarily a bad thing. With an inter-Korea summit and Trump-Kim summit on the rise, the region has been a flurry of wild political activity. But how…
“If you could say anything to America, openly and honestly, what would you say?”
“I would ask him to please stop being a dumb bitch.”
No comic this Sunday but have some bad sketches. They’re, like, all Japan, sorry. (Clicking them makes them big.) This is maybe a random question, but if the US and China were to suddenly stop existing, what would happen?
I’ll cut your little heart out ’cause you made me cry.
You know she had to do it to ’em.