Anorex[st]ics Inaneymous #44: Actual Conversation!

RM, Son@Night, MD, and I were sitting at the table after dinner. The following occurred:

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MD and I promptly started laughing our heads off while Ben shook his head disparagingly at our laughter (like he usually does. Party pooper) and Mom looked on in confusion.

Sorry about your hair, Mom, it was a bad day for drawing hair.

Ciao for now.

Anorex[st]ics Inaneymous 041: Queso.

by Tiger Lilly

The Anorex[st]ics … they live!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, please excuse the shoddy speech bubbles, I’m still trying to adapt to the restrictions of the new site, so I had to do some quick cutting and squeezing. If you notice that the stick figures are a bit thinner than usual, that would be why.

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Quote for the week: Be my palsy-walsy or I’ll break your armsy-warmsy.

Ending on that uplifting note, ciao for now.