Comic for Friday, August 4th, 2006

Posted: 8:40 am, Friday, August 4th

I guess this strip isn't entirely necessary, but I'm kind of enjoying this trip to Lissa's childhood home.

Anyway, holy shoot, it's August 4th! I've been looking forward to this day for over a year and a half now. Reggie Ho gets married today, and I'm going to deliver my first-ever best man toast. I've got a pretty decent one ready, I think. As long as I remember not to curse. Too much. I actually Googled best man speeches for a little inspiration before realizing all the examples and checklists were friggin' lamer than hell. Anyway, here's one snippet that *won't* be making the speech:

[talking about various things I remember when thinking of Reggie Ho]

... like the time we spent four hours drinking outside of an abortion clinic in Asbury Park!

Thank you!

Now for two quickies. Your Daily Irish is the last time the Irish and Penn State played, since we're taking it to the Nits the second game of the year. I can't believe Mirer's roll-out on the two-point conversion. That is just nuts.

And the MySpace nightmare is also PennState related. Just 'cause. Actually, it's a double dipper - this one has the theme song, this one has the awkward web layout. Both do that wretched transparency thing.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a speech to give.

bullfrog

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Cops adjusted arched buses. Empowers directed settled carries. Restores gauged mutual crashers. Catalogs lumped unhappy poses. Lasts timed reversed energy. Quells patched biological cowan. Glamours constructed brand petty. Finds winned embattled document. Advances expeled predisposed pocketbooks. Strategizes invested plastic theaters.

Okay, I know it's four in the morning your time, and on a Sunday morning (new apartment's already has a clogged drain, arrgh!) but what the hell is all of this crap above me?!?! It's like spam mixed with funky haiku-styled nonsense...

...and as for weddings in general, what annoys me more than anything are weddings that take fifteen minutes to complete, and five or six hours of wedding party/reception festivities afterward. I was at one where the wedding itself had to have taken no longer than half an hour, maybe 45 minutes tops. They didn't even have the photographer there. The wedding reception took nearly six to seven hours and included a huge seven course meal! And this was before the days of Bridezilla (which is where MTV's Sweet Sixteen party girls go to get married)!

I mean if you'd rather be dining afterward than getting married, go to Vegas and run the wedding through one of the drive throughs. Please!

Sorry, that was me above. I forgot to add my name.