This is possibly the most mind-blowing webcomic I've ever seen.
The other e-sheep strips are equally impressive.
What looked like an innocent post from Mr. Pyke to the stufflist has suddenly turned my hectic morning into a dreamland.
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My banker kissed me goodbye.
He also invited me to stay at his place tomorrow night if my landlords decide to kick me out after the inspection.
This was all very sweet (although exceedingly freaky), and all the more comical after he walked me down the plush stairs, and I realized that he had to reach up to kiss me.
Granted, three inches of heel gave me an unfair advantage, but it was still really disconcerting that this seemingly proportionate young man, that I've always seen serious and trying to look intimidating from behind his big grey desk, was having an even harder time looking intimidating while craning his neck up to look at me.
During those moments when he wasn't staring at my breasts and the "No I will not fix your computer" logo splayed across them, of course.
Emblazoned on the t-shirt, not my breasts themselves, I mean.
I should really go back to what I was doing. My bathroom smells like fresh pine forests with just a hint of lemon.