Watch How My Pearls of Humor Were Cast Aside

I want to announce that Crichton just got awarded the coveted "Later Bedtime Award."

YAY CRICHTON! Your parents think you are a competent, intelligent, responsible human being.

Yay your parents for raising such a competent, intelligent, responsible human being.

Last night, he was working on this comic strip on the computer about a mouse who wants to buy a car for $100 and has to earn the money. I was about to put Crazy Sagan down, and I say, "You know what would be really funny? If the mouse disguises himself as a surgeon and operates on humans to get the money! That would be halarious!!"

He gives me this look like "my mom is a comedic genius," I nod, wink, do that finger-gun-tongue-click, and go put my big insane baby to bed.

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When I get back, I of course want to see how he implemented my brilliant suggestion.

He decided to go another way.

The mouse makes the money with a lemonade stand.

A lemonade stand? Really? No one wants to buy lemonade from a frikken rodent. Gross.

Plus, lemonade is cheap, you can't make $100 bucks off a tiny little lemonade stand, run by VERMIN!!!!

I exclaim as much to him.

He points to a sign on the mouse's lemonade stand:

(Looks like a glass of mouse piss urine, if you ask me.)

Right. Now it makes sense. The mouse just has to sell two glasses of lemonade and he can buy the car.

Pshaw. Whatever.

Dr. McMouse is way funnier.

Or ... Zombie Monkey Doctor Ninja.

Oooohh, there already is a Dr. McNinja, is there internet?? Well, he'd be funnier if he were a zombie monkey doctor ninja!

**exits in a huff**

(psst, Crichton, you should post your comic on your blog. I was gonna post it here, but I couldn't hack your account. Good for nothing Administrator status.)