This comic was drawn way back last summer when I worked at Theatre Arts Camp. I was my mother's assistant, and I had to do basically everything she did, only a little bit crappier. When she had things to do, I washed the faculty's dishes in the industrial machine that had warnings not unlike the one about which I kid. The last panel used to say "Uh... Mom?", but for those of you who don't know I worked with my mother might think that I just shout for my mommy when any old problem goes wrong, and you are WRONG ABOUT THAT, Buster! Anyhoo, I don't care for this comic too much. I don't know what it is. It's funny in theory... I dunno. Swing and a miss. They can't all be winners, I guess.