It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Bunkers.
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God, I hate these people.
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 salted caramel.
I'm starting to imagine Ian as a hideous monstrosity from beyond time and space.
To be fair, I'm only going off his girlfriend.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because citrus.
Muir's little delusional world manages to be insane while being pretty dull at the bottom of it.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because neat, sweet, petite.
We are reaching 'dissolve the electorate and install a new one' suggestions in this strip.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because roundabout.
Obviously, the proof of how severe the problem is lies on how the media isn't reporting this. The absence of evidence is the evidence.
Yes, that's where Muir is right now. At the point where the things that show what he thinks is wrong have become proof to him.
I considered going into the 'why do they care about the elections when they view themselves as a sovereign state?' but again, Muir has pretty much killed that plotline at this point.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because do the mashed potato.
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The thing that gets you over and over is that he thinks this is clever.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Ophelia.
I swear, the robots just get more ridiculous every year and a flashing neon sign that shows just how badly this strip has lost what little cohesion it had.