Garfield? Funny again?

Not sure how old this sort of thing is, but apparently, if you go through a Garfield comic strip and remove all of Garfield's thoughts, it becomes a bizarre, depressing story of a man who has gone entirely insane, talking to a cat.

Funny? I dunno, judge for yourself.

I am a postmodern hero.

Exams are for pussies.
Two midterms in one day? That hasn't happened to me since first year. I'm scared.

The cat is out of the bag and your dad is out of the closet.
Thanks to Dave Jang, I can no longer badmouth people from work, as my blog is now semi-public knowledge. Although I'm still going to talk about all the money I've stolen from there. Hoo-ray.

Tigers don't kill spiders.
The spider bite I got a couple weeks ago did NOT give me super powers, either. After being bed-ridden for 2 days and 36 hours of sleep, all I got was weak legs and a headache. Also, don't try using tiger balm on a spider bite, it just makes the wound start bleeding. Don't ask me why, I have no fucking clue.

I've run out of feline referenced headings.
Yeah, that's about it. Time to go study for my two midterms. FUK!

Steelers MISAPPROPRIATE a Victory!

Hurrah for the Steelers. Hurrah for Bettis. Hurrah for Roethlisberger. Hurrah for my accurate prediction of 3 plays in a row. The sack from Casey Hampton, the tackle by Joey Porter and the interception by Ike Taylor. Ask Gugens, Louis, Chris or Andrew and they'll tell you.

Hurrah for me.

Note: for the title of the post, I wanted to make the most obvious headline I could think of. Can YOU do better? hah!