We’ll be back to the regular comic next week, God willin’ and the creek don’t rise — in the meantime, please enjoy this chapter-break palate cleanser!

In the great spectrum of conversations you wish you didn’t have to overhear, I think it goes (in order of increasing exasperation) barber shop philosophers –> tattoo parlor philosophers –> bar philosophers –> bus philosophers.

It occurred to me you guys hadn’t gotten to see where Tate works yet. 🙂 I expect she’s getting paid under the table, as she is currently, er, Undocumented.