The Force, Feeding

Personally, I'd follow this up with an Obi-Wan Cannoli.

The Rest of My Wife

In the previous version of this comic, I claimed that Wife was actually two people, one being her own evil twin Lucretia.  A very private person, Lucretia threatened me with a battered butter knife and made me revise this comic to conceal her identity. Job done.

We're All Over This

The good news is that, in those two months, we were able to get the indentation in the top of our television mostly fixed.

The Drinking Problem

We don't really eat off red plates.

You can stop worrying now.