New Adventures of Queen Victoria by Pab Sungenis for September 13, 2016

It’s called the election.

Or Brexit.

Or Gladstone

I’m more of a Sophist, myself.

Are we truly not amused? If a joke occurred in the forest, and no one was around to find it unfunny, would it truly be ‘not amusing’?

I pass that sign every day on my way to the cube farm.

I first read that as Existential Cruises

“No Exit”

I feel the “Existential Blues”. Where’s T-Bone when you need him?

I know I exist but what are you?

If only it were that easy to spot and avoid them!

Cogito sum et cetera: I think I am, I think I am, I think I am…

One at a time, please.