I've been so messed up lately it didn't even occur to me to make a Halloween comic, like I usually do. I'll do a Halloween comic on Monday.
I used to have a wart on my wrist that I got from touching my own weenie too much. I got it burned off, but it came back. My Grandpa, an old Cherokee, told me to catch a grasshopper and have the grasshopper spit its weird black spit on it for a few days. It totally worked, I think. I was a little kid.
