Melting some grated cheese in a spoon with a lighter

Christmas on Elm Street

Mongo only pawn in game of life

Choking hazard

I would’ve thought that you were twins and thought that 8 hours of sleep meant for both of you together.

Not that I get 8 hours of sleep, mind you

How old are you in human years?

Each time looking for it for at least 10 minutes, so this time I’m going to put it at the logical place.

Time passes…

Looking for hours at the four logical places I could’ve put it, then giving up. Coming across it a week later and thinking “well that IS a logical place for it to be”

It bothers me that the letters on her shirt aren’t mirrored. Unless … the last panel is a POV from the mirror universe?

You can’t find them because you from 15 minutes in the future took them, duh.

DJ Who’s Ein

You need a key though, which only the landlord has

Harambe?

Libbed up? Or lubed up?

Do they have to be mine?

Aw, you shouldn’t.

He’s not against buns, he’s against brioche buns

One pitchfork - do you have a blue one? - and a torch please. Preferably lavender scented.

No he isn’t. I’ve checked.

Not Lance Armstrong, that’s the one-balled Tour De France winner. You’re thinking of Stretch Armstrong!

I thought you said JD was dead? No, I said he sleeps with the fishes