Ah the dreaded spork. Bane of both the soup and the person looking to just eat a decent meal. I still hate it when I’m forced to use one at some sad little restaurant that refuses to just buy two sets of utensils. Owners, I promise it won’t force you to send your kids to community college instead of State U. That fact that they don’t apply themselves will take care of that.

On a seperate note, I miss Calvin and Hobbes so I felt compelled to put a brief homage in this strip to Bill Watterson’s smart ass duo. If you missed it, google transmogrifier. Its a great run of strips. Anyway, hope you enjoy today’s comic.

-Mark

BTW, I just spell checked this. Apparently “transmogrifier” is a real word. Who knew?

 

I have a Titanium Spork hanging on my wall, in case of emergencies. It’s rather useful.

-Alex