Comic Strips

I have levels.

I start off with "I love everyone", wanna talk.

Then comes losing my shirt, and if encouraged, I will find a table and lose more.

After that I hit the "walk in the woods" point. Or, really, "I wanna find a nice high place to sit". Dunno why, but after a certain point, I just wanna get somewhere I can look down over a city or something. There's something magical about it. Here's all these twinkling lights, all these lives going about their night. Some going to work, some going out to get fucked up, some to get just fucked.

And there I am. My own twinkling light, out in the night. Small, insignificant, just the red glow of the cherry of a cigarette against the nothingness. For a brief moment, I am both a part of that grander light, and apart from it. Above us, all the lights in the sky, bringing it together.

Alcohol turns me into a very morose, mellow philosopher who thinks the world is even darker and more fucked than I think when I'm sober. It also gives me the munchies.

I thought that was supposed to be weed that did that. But I've never smoked weed, so idk. I've pretty much stopped drinking.

Apparently I’m surrounded by philistine alcoholics. Where my creative boozers at?

Ha I've been woods guy. Found a cross in the woods and a bunch of old folding chairs, returned with one leg muddy up to the knee.

Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!

Angry drunks whack af

I love drinking til I go through all 3 stages

Some day we will be able to vote for a political party that represents our bodily autonomy to put what drugs we want in our own body.

Even alcohol.

I've never had enough alcohol to become drunk, just slightly tipsy at best, but I always assumed it would make me sleepy.