Fuck you, you don’t owe it to yourself man, you owe it to me. Cause tomorrow I’m gonna wake up and I’ll be 50, and I’ll still be doing this shit. And that’s all right. That’s fine. I mean, you’re sitting on a winning lottery ticket, and you’re too much of a pussy to cash it in and that’s bullshit. Cause I’d do fucking anything to have what you got. So would any of these fucking guys. It’d be an insult to us if you’re still here in 20 years. Hanging around here is a fucking waste of your time.
Do you ever cry because Robin Williams was such a pure perfect person who deserved to live a long, happy, amazing life, but instead he was just so sad- and he never told anyone. He just kept on making other people happy, and that’s all he wanted. He just wanted others to be happy, even if he couldn’t.
You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I don’t give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can’t learn anything from you, I can’t read in some fucking book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I’m fascinated. I’m in. But you don’t want to do that, do you, sport? You’re terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.
“You know what the best part of my day is? It’s for about ten seconds when I pull up to the curb to when I get to your door. Because I think maybe I’ll get up there and I’ll knock on your door and you won’t be there.”
In the spirit of the holiday, I’d like to extend my gratitude towards those of you read the comic. Your support is always appreciated.
Since the 100th comic milestone last month, it’s really dawned on me that Omega Mode has kind of been around for a while. It makes me wonder what sort of…legacy it has grown for itself. Personally, I’ll never think my own work is good enough, but I hope that you guys have been satisfied with it.