Kreemie's sad about Ludmila. Gary tries to cheer him up with choco snacks. Things don't go so well.
As per usual.
NEXT WEEK: In Ennui Of My Own Design, Part II: Podcrast, Gary just doesn't get it; "it" being technology. Kreemie loses it. Hilarity ensues. Ho ho ho.
Non scholae, sed vitae discimus.
You Light Up My Life, Part VII: All’s Crap That Ends Crap
So, there’s that. Going to let this one sink in on it’s own without any additional exposition.
Oh, and yeah. Graham Norton.
NEXT WEEK: Since we left you with such a bummer this week, we’re going to make it up to you next Monday. Get ready for our special Halloween edition of Terrible Delicatessen, Halloween Meats For Treats!
Sometimes I put on a ski mask and dress in old clothes, go out on the streets and beg for quarters. - Mike Tyson
Kreemie Dunbar is a writer with no money. He pays the bills by working at an awful, awful deli. Subjects broached in this week's strip: 5K Marathons, bucket lists, the dictums of Winston Churchill, ennui. Plus Gary chows down on a Sloppy Joe. Honestly, what more could you want?
NEXT WEEK: Is Kreemie a grown-up? How much of an adult is Gary, really? And while we're at it, what's your deal? Who are you right now? Get all quasi-existentialist with next week's strip. Quem di diligunt, adulescens moritur.