It's the Day's Day of Days! Because bad ol' putty tat.
Muir's screaming about internal traitors and the decadent elite again I see.
A day by day look at Chris Muir's Day By Day, punctuated by efforts to make the hurting stop.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because bad ol' putty tat.
Muir's screaming about internal traitors and the decadent elite again I see.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because did you get the thing I sent you?
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Yeah, he just keeps going with this.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because target sighted.
Seriously, what the hell is the point of this storyline? What?
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Norfolk Shamrocks.
Meanwhile in the real world, Vermont is doing fine, the vaccines work and don't kill people, and Texas, after a great deal of macho posturing, is begging the federal government for help.
Reality. It doesn't go away when you stop believing in it.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the quest is on.
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This strip has really crawled up its own ass in its plotlines, hasn't it?
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because it got crazy.
You know, any sympathy I might feel for Muir in his inevitable covid case is now nil. Watching him gloat over the people who he imagines to be in danger, while he is safe and secure, demonstrates he's evil. Knowing it's actually the other way around demonstrates he's stupid.
That's Muir. Evil and stupid.