When I’ve had a very bad or stressful day, I get an immense craving for fried chicken.
A few weeks ago, we had -25 C weather outside with massive amounts of blowing snow. Everyone was driving like a careless idiot and there were well over 200 accidents in the city as a result. I came close to being a part of that statistic.
I also found out that the horn on my car (Whose name is Elsa) sounds a lot like Kermit the Frog when it goes below -20 C. Instead of going “MEEP!” she goes “MWERP!”. It’s kind of funny actually.
Here’s a video of the commute which sparked the idea for this comic: