Sad thing is, Jared’s cave is way cheaper too
April 11, 2016
2:50 am
True stories of basement apartment living. Also, true stories of trying to accommodate huge men in said basement apartments.
Fun fact, I actually had this one about half drawn and inked before the accident, then had to shelf it until I had the hand control necessary to match the lineweight. Week four and I think it turned out pretty okay!
I have… too much in common with Jones’ situation to be laugh.
This is one of the very few times that being five feet tall would come in handy.
When I was in my late 20s I lived in a tiny old house (like, from 1850) with like 6 roommates, and everyone in the house except one guy happened to be around 5 feet tall, which was awesome because the basement room had a ceiling that I’m not sure was even 6 feet, and we could all comfortably hang out down there in the hot summer months. Normal-sized people would occasionally visit and complain, but who cares about them, amirite
I thought she had a roomate who was constnatly complaining about it being a mess. That place actully seems clean.
She can’t leave things on her floor because the floor is perpetually wet, I had an apartment with this exact problem and it was the cleanest room I’ve ever kept because anything touching the floor immediately grew mold.
Doesn’t mean she keeps on top of the dishes.
Or her clothes…
What was her job again?
it WAS assistant butcher… but odds are, she quit that and started something new by now…
if so do you think they are hiring? I’ve worked in a butcher shop before.
Well apparently from what I just learned, the guy after her lost his hands, so I’m pretty sure the job is your’s.
Oh that’s right! Jared lives in a cave secret base! Ha ha, that’s hilarious.
Cant forget about dem bubbles.
It’s a cave, yet it’s apparently dryer and more habitable than Jones apartment.
Mr Fish has trained all the water to gather at his end of the cave, much like Rock Lobster’s fire
pokemon trainer’s secret caves are surprisingly cozzy and fashionable ;)
As someone who has been in more than one cave and seen multiple apartments, I can attest to the validity of that.
So carpentry is another one of her trove of abandoned hobbies.
Also I can’t believe jared didn’t put a giant adorable snorlax doll in his base, that was always the thing I loved putting in mine, and it would make the perfect pillow for sleepover guests.
We can’t see the whole base. For all we know that’s exactly what B’s sleeping on.
Naw, Jared uses like 20 Snorlax Dolls to plug the entrance to keep the cave warm. No extra ones for B.
The Gyrados Pillow B’s sleeping on though. Love it.
Rock has the patience of a saint with a bit of Buddha mixed in. I would have broken up with Jones after ‘Princess.’
Are they actually dating? I mean, everyone is certain they are, but…
They very specifically are not, and have no intention to. They’re just friends who happen to be of the opposite sex.
Commander is still getting out of women issues, and Jones has a major commitment issue. Neither one of them wants to be dating. They’re good friends who use each other as an excuse and defense at bars. (Previously stated, I don’t want to go through the archives now.)
However, they also sometimes seem to be about as close to dating as you can be without actually saying the word.
We saw the kissing once and they’re hanging out together, they just don’t wanna brand it because of what Aescula is mentioning above my comment. Basically they are dating without calling it dating, more like buddying with benefits, as it seems.
“If we go to the bar together, neither of us needs to worry about going home with a creep.”
http://thepunchlineismachismo.com/archives/comic/way-to-put-them-on-the-spot-angel
Why? It’s just a joke.
Just in case you missed the reference:
1989 Legend of Zelda Cartoon
Oh god, why did I find that video so funny? I almost threw up laughing.
Because that show was awesome. Anyone who says otherwise is wrong.
Yeah, it’s like watching SAW. Absolutely terrible in all the right ways! Just replace the physical torcher of the characters with mental torcher of yourself and you wouldn’t tell the difference.
I haven’t seen any of the Saw movies, but I thought they were about bloody mutilation, not turning people into incendiary devices.
OMG! That was my little sister’s catchphrase for years! I couldn’t even remember what it was from, I could just hear Valerie’s voice in my head.
SHE SAID THE LINE! Hahaha, that was what really made this comic for me this time lol
My dad once lived in a shitty flood-prone basement apartment. He finally moved out when he found out the landlord had been “borrowing” his car while he was out of the country.
Also, I love Jonesy’s line in the last panel.
Wait, was well off enough to leave the country often enough for his landlord to “borrow” his car yet still lived in that apartment?
Maybe by living in that apartment, he could save enough to leave the country often?
Might have been abroad for work?
Or it was business trips, paid by his employer. That would be the typical situation of a lot of PhD students/post-doc scientists. Not exactly a big paycheck (with all these loans to reimburse), but these are jobs with some opportunities for visiting foreign places.
Also, Mad Mat didn’t specify if the “out of country” thing was a single instance or a repeat case.
Played with: He was only gone for a week, during which time the landlord made a surprising boost in the odometer.
He did buy a house soon afterwards though, so I guess he was just saving up for it or something.
I built an actual cave, it even has cave mould growing on the wall. I must admit to a bit of an LOTR obsession. (everyone should have their own cave IMHO.)
You “built” a cave? Do you have a license for explosives?
I’ve built plenty of caves in my time. You just need to punch a tree until it turns into blocks of wood, turn the wood into planks, some of the planks into sticks, then sticks and planks into a crude wooden pickaxe. Then you can dig out a square meter of stone every ten seconds or so.
Wow. Jonesy is too much of a slob even for me. This coming from a guy whose apartment is actively hostile to life.
Going by that, I am assuming that you live in Australia then because that is the only place I can imagine an apartment being as such, the only place in the world where everything is capable of killing a person.
I don’t know, I’ve seen some pretty messed up rooms (mine included) where it was dangerous to walk around if you either weren’t wearing really thick soled shoes or don’t have hobbit feet. I mean, have you seen what a Lego can do to your foot if you step hard enough?
well its clear that modern society has failed us once again. Ok! people back to the caves lets see if we can get a hang of this utopia concept and dont forget your flint tip spears this time! yes im talking to you jerry, becuase if i hear that a chickens got you tree’d again this time im not coming to help
Please son, my cave will come with all the comforts of home. Slugma powered water heaters, Seadra plumbing, Joltik powered generators, and of course, Eevees fucking everywhere. Cause Eevee is the most adorable thing ever.
I saw “Eevees Fucking Everywhere” and my brain immediately went to the wrong place. Although I do agree. Eevee is the BEST
Oh my god, you monster! What have you done! There is no way on earth I’m gonna get that out of my mind now, I won’t ever sleep!
But on the bright side, at least it would increase my cave’s Eevee population.
BUT jolticks eat electricity. You feed them with batteries. You want Pikachu turbines, like in ep 2 of the anime.
Ah, basement living. Works in some climes better th’n others.
I lived in a basement in QLD, Aussie for a whiles – pros and cons.
Rock and brick walls; cool for humidity but covered in kaleidoscopes of mould.
Spacious but filled with previous tenant’s crap and a long mummified cane toad I discovered. Still, 3 usable beds for me and my girlfriend to choose from was pretty decadent.
Also had to share our only entry/exit with every blue tongued lizard in the neighbourhood for some reason.
We can’t even HAVE a basement where I live because the water table is about 5 feet below the surface on average. It would require constant maintenance and would probably require that the basement walls be made of that special concrete that can harden underwater. Also, the foundation would be useless since it would be built on loose mud. Think the tower of Piza but you live in it.
Lucky you. I don’t even know where my water table (during the summer) is because the bedrock is only a foot below the rock-hard dirt. During the winter, the water table is about 1 foot above the surface of the dirt.
Sounds like our summers. In Virginia, it rains like crazy most of June. Everything’s mud.
As a Floridian, I know that issue. Went to washington one year, went to a hillside basement of a family friend’s and never wanted to leave.
As a Texan from the caprock, I have no knowledge of what this “water tabeling” you speak of is…i always assumed it was a torture method.
Lobster isn’t even that tall. Is Jonesy living in a basement or one of those coffins that magicians put stagehands in to fake-murder them?
My old basement apartment had 6′ ceilings and whenever my 6’4″ friend came he had to crouch-shuffle to the chairs.
Heh, I’ve lived in a place (not quite a basement apartment, since it wasn’t underground on account of the house being on a slope–more like an under-story SHED) where the ceilings were sloped and LESS than six feet high.
Thankfully, I am economy sized, so the only time I had to worry about it was when I was putting on shirts and would bang my hands against the ceiling. Anyone over 5’11 was SOL though.
(Amazingly, the shed had previously been inhabited by my roommate, who was a big bear of a man. Don’t know how he did it… but I guess that’s why he moved out and I got installed instead.)
Those last few inches of skull don’t bend and if you look, he’s mostly bent at the neck and only slightly. It could be low enough for most people, but too low for someone considered to be tall.
He’s officially 6’4″, the shoes probably add an inch or two so he’s nearing six and a half feet.
JESUS CHRIST JONES!
This makes me wonder about the layout of whatever area they’re in. Also, it’s weirdly satisfying that Jones has groundwater seeping in but Jared’s underground cave room isn’t constantly damp from being below the water table.
ofcourse it isn’t below the water level, it’s behind the waterfall. but you know, magic pokemon power keeps it sort of dry?
If there’s a bubble trap, maybe Jared just hired someone to condition the cave into somewhere livable during one of his spending sprees.
Jones, why is there a jellyfish on your chair?
My theory while waiting for the eventual comic coloring to clarify? It’s a squiddle plushie. That or maybe a Heal Slime from the Dragon Quest universe.
I immediately thought it was a healslime, yes. I really hope it is, because that is adorable
and now I want one.Man she could keep a healslime as a pet in a world where video game characters are real. They’d come in handy.
Just noticing the lack of stubble. Makes him seem 20 years younger….. That being said I need to stop shaving. 22 and get confused for a teen (14-18. The 14 once…)
Aging well is a genetic thing and environmental thing also. But mostly genetic. You can look younger for your age (aging well) or look really old for your age (aging faster than average). You could also be a simple farmer working all day in the field and have the wrinkles and tanned leather look to show for it.
Ill go with genetics. My fathers in mid 50s and he gets mistaken for my nonexistant older brother.
And let’s not even talk of maturing slowly, until you get to your sixties and one day all the missed time hits you like a locomotive.
Ah yes low ceilings. Got mixed feelings about them.
On the one hand, they’re inconvenient as fuck. But on the other, I did have my first kiss in a living room where the ceiling was low.
you would actually rather live in the cave behind a waterfall than her apartment? says something… well, atleast you would feel ridiculous about complaining about a wet floor to the guy using a waterfall as a door…
Good thing the cave’s cheaper considering Jared’s money habits.
Also I think Jared’s meticulous about his cave.
You can condition a cave into a livable place if you’ve got money to invest. Some people have done it, here and there.
Isn’t that illegal most places?
I don’t know about other countries. Down here, it’s perfectly legal. The ones on TV seem to be always near some village.
Ha! Wow, I can relate. I mean my floor hasn’t reached a perpetually wet status but I did find out that my heater stopped working during the two coldest days of the year, back in February. (temperatures those days were below 0° F, -17.7° C)
My reaction? Put on a couple of sweaters and threw on some extra blankets at night. Open the blinds in the morning let sunlight warm the apartment, close them in the evening. Consider getting a space heater but deciding it’s really not necessary.
You know everything but the obvious solution of contacting the landlord to get it fixed.
(I still haven’t made that call.)
I was in a weird dorm-rental-thing where the floor plan was four bedrooms, one kitchen, two bathrooms. So 2 bedrooms shared 1 bath.
I walked in to the bathroom the first night and was like, what the hell, the tub is completely surrounded by mold and the caulk is lifting up.
The roommate was all, yeah, I keep complaining to the landlord but they never fix it.
I said, “nope, nope, nope. Are you leaving this weekend?”
She was, so I bussed out on Friday to the hardware store, got a caulk gun and some caulk, bussed back (1.5 hrs each way!), removed the old caulk by just stripping it up it was so far gone. Scrubbed the hell out of it. Caulked the sucker, let it cure for the next day and night, and then it was done. Ta daa. Working bathroom. Her first comment when she got back? “Oh good! The landlord finally fixed it.”
I’ve always loved the fact that, somehow, Jarred manages to have his shit more together than almost anybody in the comic but Rock.
We all strive to be half as grounded as Rock-Lobster ;)
In which Jones is the most relatable part 2?
I worked for the National Park Service for a summer, and let me tell you it was not easy renting a room for month-to-month in the summer of 2008! Ended up in a leaky basement as well. It wasn’t as bad as Jones’, because the floor wasn’t _always_ wet, but there was a giant crack in the kitchen that slugs and centipedes would come through. My partner and I would give them names and sing songs about them. I will never forget Fred the Magic Booking Slug. Man that little guy could move!
“Fred the Magic Booking Slug” made me laugh out loud. Not the usual “slightly smirk” that LOL means on the internet, but a good guffaw or two and a wiped away tear. Oh god the imagery.
Coela! We need a drawing of his nose facing right at us!
Mr. Fish at least has a reason to always be damp.
The second panel, FTW.
Brando, that is some scary living that girl does. :I Not to sound cliche however, but its reminiscent of living with my first roommate.
This…is too much like my old apartment.
Jonesy is quite sincerely one of my favorite characters
I empathize with the low-key being a mess thing
I know Jones is real life, actually, I had to stay at that friends apartament 3 times.
I’m amazed on how you keep doing awesome comics even when having injuries and dealing with medical issues. You’re a hero.
But also, I love you because of Jared and his recurring secret base.
I’ve lived four different places, every single one of them having a basement. Our original house I barely remember but it seemed fine.
The apartments in St Louis, on the other hand, would get hardcore flooded. You kept everything in tightly sealed plastic totes carefully stacked on wooded pallets because without fail, the sump pumps would back up. I honestly don’t know what the purpose of them was because they never did anything but let the water in.
The two places I’ve lived since, one was a bit clammy because it was unfinished and had a bit of a spider problem but only had water issues in one corner where it pooled in the generally pointless, tiny-ass half-window. The other is built into a hillside, and has virtually no downside; there’s a slight crack in the foundation which hasn’t had any effect, and a slight inward bowing of the wall which we fixed with giant 5-inch wide strips of kevlar/titanium weave bonded to the wall. (which I would refer to as ‘Tape of the Titans’, and which will outlast the actual wall) Other than that, the walls and floor are completely dry, and aside from being slightly more stable in temperature than the upstairs or porch, the lack of windows in three directions, and the fact that we haven’t finished the ceiling, is indistinguishable from the rest of the house.
Somebody forgot to build a loop in the piping, and build a perfect siphon to suck water into the house instead.
I honestly thought Jared lived inside Mr Fish…
…Is that a Tentacool plushie on Jonesy’s chair in panel 6?
Couldn’t Jonsey have told Rocky about the damp floor before he started to sleep on it? o_O
She has a lot on her mind. e_e
I’m digging the semi-underground window. On one hand it seems like it would be a sweet realistic-condition ant farm, and on the other it gives the impression the most fundamental problems in Jonesy’s place are not her fault but the result of architectural and/or landlording decisions.
Also, I can’t be the only one curious what kind of termites these are that have to be “bombed”. >_>
You know how they tent a house when its getting something exterminated? When they do that they deploy gas bombs inside that saturate every nook and cranny of the house to kill whatever’s in there while the tent keeps all the gas contained and concentrated. The gas bomb is what people are referring to when they call exterminating an infestation “bombing” it.
I keep forgetting secret bases are a thing.
Though this begs the question, did Commander try Jared’s bubble mat?
The most important question
Commander looks really youthful in the upper right panel, not sure why, maybe the way the cops are framing his head?
*chops
Alright, let’s do this. I want termite war stories.
My first apartment, my first damn apartment, had a west facing wall against a hill. Come spring it was still damp while the rest of the house had dried out.
It’s night and I have headphones on while at the computer because I’m nice to my neighbors. Like all mistakes involving headphones there is something terrifying behind me and nothing to make me notice it. At around 11pm I finally turn around and to find all these winged bugs flying and crawling around my bedroom. I panicked so much that I took my entire bed–frame, box spring, mattress, and blankets–into the living room and covered everything still in my bedroom with sheets to hopefully keep the termites out.
It was near the end of the school year so it wasn’t a good time or worth it to start looking for a new apartment and certainly a hotel wasn’t an option. That meant I had to defend this house. I spent the next day spraying termite killer around that wall and the week putting superglue in every hole I thought I could seal. The worst thing about flying termites is that they drop their wings and start crawling around. So, anytime I found wings on the floor it meant another had gotten in and there was a hole I’d missed. Eventually I found the big central crack they’d gotten in through though. It was behind the box at the top of the blinds on that walls window. I never would have found it unless I tore up the apartment. I sealed it with drowned that crack with termite killer and superglue then sealed it up with blue tape. It somehow staved them off until the end of the school year and I got out of that apartment.
Oh, I didn’t read the description thoroughly enough. Well, as a Californian we do not speak the b-word lest we be seen as disrespecting the earthquake god by not fearing their wrath. So I’m saying termite stories.
And I thought my sister was a slob.
Jones don’t even wash her clothes – she uses then till they start “walking by themselves” (as we say here in Brazil) then she donates and buy new ones by bulk on big sales.
And on 1st panel I see her and Commander sitting on a pile of clothes (and she going to sleep on it too ) >_<
Sorry for any English mess.
God, I sympathize so hard with his issues with the basement apartment. I’m 6’5″, and I used to live in the basement of an old brownstone. The ceiling was maybe a quarter inch above my head, and there were heater ducts running across the doors into the bedroom and kitchen that I literally had to bend double to fit underneath.
The worse, though. . . was the light fixture. The center of the room had one of those old dome light fixtures in it, the kind where the bulb is surrounded by frosted glass that might as well be bulletproof. Once, I was pacing while on the phone and not thinking, and I hit that goddamn light fixture so hard I’m pretty sure I gave myself a concussion. I had to hang the phone up because I couldn’t speak clearly and it took half an hour of sitting on the couch before I could stand up straight.
I’m honestly starting to see that wonderous benefits of living in a cave waiting for people to come challenge you to Pokemon battles
If someone ever makes pokemon real, that is gonna be one of the first things I do. I live in Utah, so I literally just a hop, skip, and a five min. drive to my local hiking trail. Just find a cool place up there and I’ll always have a nice, secluded spot to escape reality. Or a nice, secret, private place for date nights.
The low ceiling reminds me of when my 6’4″ brother lived with me in my old crappy basement apartment (Now I’m in a basement room in a house!). Hoser would have to slouch just to walk around, and really had to duck to get through doorways.
Gotta say, I actually have certain amount of respect for Jonesy’s “c’est la vie” sorta attitude. Maybe it’s because while I’m not a slob by any means, I’m also generally pretty relaxed about my living situation, as long as it’s safe, secure, and somewhat tidy.
I will say this, though: No way would I ever just plain not have a proper bed in my own home. My back is aching just thinking about sleeping on a non-fuctional futon as my main bed.
anyone else picturing flights of tiny bombers with fighter escorts under heavy fire from the termites anti air emplacement as the battle rages one for the Commanders apartment.
I was picturing Kratos, Duke etc. using actual explosives to get rid of the infestation, and then spending the next few days frantically trying to repair the damage before Commander found out.
You’d think Jared would have a spare bed in that hyperspace computer that comes free with secret bases
Jared lives in a cave most likely for free, and his stuff kept getting wet so he went to Ikea to buy shelves. Jones lives in a leaky basement she rents and hasn’t done anything about it. Does Jared have his shit together more then Jones?
When you put it like that…
You need to be able to train pokémon to use one of those caves though.
I just realized Jared had mentioned his stuff getting wet when it rains. I really hope he did something about that, or that Rock’s going to be in for a surprise if it gets nasty out.
Well we can’t see if he’s sleeping directly on the cave floor or not. He could be on an inflatable mattress or something.
oooh great point!…. i think they must both be as scattered, but talented in their own way! – if one loved mushrooms this would make quite a desireable crib.
I think it looks great!
I can’t tell the difference with my untrained eye, so I’d say you did your usual great work with the inking.
I think this is about the first time Jared has actually acknowledged Jones’s existence. I have reread all the comics for just this point and I can say Jones and Jared have never spoken to each other once. Jones did speak of Jared more than once, but this is the first Jared has spoken of Jones.
Started to get me to wonder which one was more Rock’s figment of imagination.
If any, it’s Jones. Several of the guy’s at work have had imaginary girlfriends and the rest are too scared of what he’ll do it they point it our or are convinced he’s messing with them. Jared just goes along with it, because he’s Jared.
Man, the size difference between Jones and the Commander always makes me smile. I bet they look just adorable when they cuddle.
In a hole in the cliff there lived a Jarred. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a Poké-hole, and that means Poké-comfort.
It had a perfectly round door like a Poké-ball, painted red, black, and white, with a shiny white button in the middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with stuffed Poké-dolls and floor bubble traps, provided with Poké-puffs, and lots and lots of space for Mr.Fish–the Jared was fond of Mr.Fish. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the cliff–The Cliffairy, as all the people for many miles round called it–and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another. No going upstairs for the Jared: bedrooms, bathrooms, cellars, pantries (lots of these), no wardrobes (he had like, one set of clothes), kitchens, dining-rooms, all were on the same floor, and indeed on the same passage. The best rooms were all on the lefthand side (going in), for these were the only ones to have windows, deep-set round windows looking over the water and forests beyond, sloping down to the river.
That was beautiful.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
The coloring on this is stellar *_*
Holy, freaking, bollocks! This looks so good <3
Oh man, memories. See, I was gonna move in with a 6’1″ friend of mine in a large city where most of the apartments that cost something doable for two people making minimum wage are basements. And I went to check out this one place on my own cause he was working. So I go in and I kind of like the place. It’s not perfect but the location’s good and I like little hobbit-hole type places. But then I’m 5’2″. I didn’t realize til after the grand tour that it was kiiiinda short. Luckily the landlord was a very nice man with a measuring tape who measured the distance from ceiling to floor. Exactly six feet. We did not move there.
Is Mr. Fish snoozing adorably in the background or are Jared’s feet tickling his nose? Either one is cute.
I just noticed Jared’s pillow had little gyarados’ on it. That’s absolutely adorable and I want that as a fabric choice now.
Thinking of moving into a cave like Jared because he is seemingly living a better life than ether Jones or myself
Holy hell the shading in this comic is simply divine. I’m sure you’ve done it before, but I just really love it. A+ work, Coela!
Why do I have a feeling that these termites are really giant monster termites? And the whole bombing thing is literal?
Probably has something to do with the millipede planet.
Just noticed this but I love how the ground is halfway up her window and you can see the dirt. Also, she SHARES that place? Is she renting the basement out of someone’s house, or is she just in a tiny underground apartment?
The basement apartments I lived in were usually 3-4 bedroom apartments in large townhouses that had been renovated into several apartments. Usually each floor had been converted into a self-contained unit, but in one a room that looked to have been a supply closet across the laundry room from us had also been converted into a studio apartment. I figure this is the same kind of setup, she shares the crappy basement with two or three other people. It’s not a bad deal when you live downtown and spend all your time out having fun in the city.
Ok, that sounds a bit better that what I was thinking. Interesting way to do things, too. Most of the basement apartments I’ve seen are just the basement on its own, not really divided up in any way. Then again, the basement of my grandmother’s old house was the size of the rest of the house on top of it, so something like that cut down into 4 bedrooms with a commons doesn’t sound so bad.
I love how you can break your arm, and your art somehow improves, Coela. The coloring on this is spectacular.
Basement apartment living.. *shudders* I can relate so hard right now to pretty much all of it. |D
Luckily i’m pretty short.
Been there, done that. Back in my college years (2001-2005), Jakarta was drowned by “Annual” Once-in-5-years flood. So… Yeah.
But hey, since governor Basuki Tjahaja Purnama / Ahok takes the charge, he actually did his job as a DECENT governor. But then, i can’t use the ol’ classic “The street is drowned, boss” excuse to skip my work a day or two XDDDDD
usually i read and forget about comics in cycles, so i get a few months of update at a time. reading about your super fun arm issues made me wonder vaguely when that’d be all fixed up. then i hit the current page. i hope you get well soon.
Good News! You likely no longer have cancer! They just changed the classification for thyroid nodules, downgrading them from cancer that needs aggressive treatment to self-contained nodules. If the cells have not broken out or spread from the nodules, then maybe you can get a whole new post-surgery treatment plan that does not include radioactivity or yo-yo artificial hormone therapy. Get proactive and see what kind of a new deal you can make!!!
At first I despaired, because this seemed like it was sinking the Jones/Commander ship, but then I reread it and realized that they were originally planning to share the bed.
Wait, didn’t Jared’s cave flood from time to time too?
http://thepunchlineismachismo.com/archives/comic/why-did-they-get-rid-of-secret-bases-they-were-the-best-part
I like that, as quirky as Jared is, he’s still got his stuff better together than Jones.
I’m fairly certain Jared doesn’t buy his shirts by the jug.
I like to imagine that when Jared says they’re “bombing” Rock’s termites, he means literally. With real bombs instead of pesticides.
Didn’t Jonesy adopt a roomba? Wouldn’t the water kind of fry the poor lil’ fella?
Great, now I have Jesus Jones songs going through my head for the first time in thirty years. Thanks.
Ahaha! Yeah, I’ve *finally* got a cheap + good apartment. Life is good, now.