Why is everyone in these comic strips so terrible? And not just in general, they are terrible in every aspect of life. They can't hit balls placed on a tower and they don't just get Stockholm Syndrome, they get THE Stockholm Syndrome.
"You may have pulled a muscle. I don't know. I'm just a doctor. You shouldn't have to suffer. Take this prescription and get out, I have a dozen other patients out there, all of whom have some form of insurance so I don't have time to be dealing with you."
"This will help with the pain...of everything." Now I am rooting for Tommy being found dead of a vicodin overdose.
This is the third time since I began comic strip commentary back in June that Booker has been dangling over the edge of a cliff with a worm. It needs to stop. Just stop.