I was having a shitty day yesterday. After I went home to drink myself into a stupor, the seemingly impossible task of ruining such a shitty day was accomplished by the discovery of the Mr. Potato Head comic strip.



Anti-christ Jim Davis is responsible, although his only contribution is probably to write checks to the poor bastard saddled with actually cartooning the awful fucking thing. The one bright spot in this eye-gouging-worthy discovery was a comment on the Comics Journal message board about how to improve the strip: "Or they could do like Jimmy Corrigan, and revisit the ugly memories of his aged grandpa. A pestilence could consume his whole family in 18th Century Ireland, and he could spend his days being hunted down by starving villagers."