I’ve got a friend who says his ex used to make up stories about them if the real stories weren’t good enough. He told me this after I made this comic, not before. Clearly, art imitates life imitating art imitating Larry King.

Another comic that came to me at the gym! I’m not sure if this is a product of the environment at the gym, where for long periods I just have nothing to do but mindlessly trudge forward (without going forward) on a treadmill, or just because I spend like an hour a day there. In any case, whatever it is, I think it’s working.