My Name is Jerry. Will You Be My Friend?

Kudos if you know what game I'm parodying.
Those creatures at the end came to me in a dream, and said to me, "Charlie, you must put us in your comic... or we will burn down the Space Mountain ride." No, they didn't actually say that. One of them did pose as an undiscovered Pokemon at a toy store, though. You could even store coins in its trumpet shaped mouth! Useful! Convenient!

I missed How I Met Your Mother because of a fire. I hope they put them out.

This is as close as I get to political satire.
You can't wear an oven mitt on your head and call yourself a fireman! I know it seems like a good idea, but these people train hard, and you can't just run in there with an oven mitt and a Supersoaker and try to play hero! I feel dizzy... Has anyone seen my car keys?

'Till All Are One, or at least Until 3:00 PM.

I nearly stabbed myself in the face while unloading dishes. I nearly tripped on my own pant leg while unloading some sharp knives. Such an injury surely would have ruined my comics, or at least my long weekend.

Dust makes me sad.

Some people are in some kind of panic because they don't think Obama was born in the U.S., but Kennedy openly admitted to being a German citizen, and nobody said anything. I don't get it.