Hi, Filthy Dreamers. It’s been a while.
I had a dream. Actually, it was more like a nightmare. No, wait…IT’S REALLY HAPPENING. Seven months of Corona and counting. Donald Trump is still President. Ruth Bader Ginsburg is really gone. Summer? I think it happened. Not sure.
And next week’s election is the most anxiety-inducing event since…well, since 2016’s shitshow. (It’s also going to be the most important election in the history of the United States – so please, please vote.)
Some idiots refuse to wear masks. We can’t travel. It’s impossible for a lot of us to see many of our family members. If we can see our friends at all, it’s probably in a driveway or sidewalk six feet away.
We’re basically living in a Debbie Downer sketch.
But numbers do look good for Biden. And if you’re in the alcohol industry, I’m sure you’re making tons of money. I know I’m doing my part to help you guys out.
Our lives have become much, much smaller. And if you’re living in a bubble with someone – this ‘toon’s for you. I wrote it and my husband / super-patient pandemic partner Rusty drew it.
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